Just a humorous mishearing that stays with me. Whenever someone mentions ghosts, I inevitably think of goats and usually find the substitution amusing. So I’ll be thinking that she may be haunted by the goats in her machine, or that he might have seen his grandfather’s goats in the kitchen, etc.
And sometimes it makes a little bit of sense. For example, I really and truly do believe in goats. I’ve seen them. I’ve fed them. Heck, I’ve been kicked by them and I’ve eaten them. Why shouldn’t I believe?
But mostly it makes me chuckle. A little inside joke that I find fun.
But probably I shouldn’t. When someone is talking about ghosts, and I am just amused and maybe smile and laugh, it tends to alienate people.
I mean, unless I were talking to Gomez Addams or somebody like that.