Someone called me a "sheep". What do they mean?

[MercZ20xx]

I know it's an insult but I don't quite understand. What does it mean to call someone a "sheep"?

[robodude666]

sheep (shēp)
n., pl. sheep.


Any of various usually horned ruminant mammals of the genus Ovis in the family Bovidae, especially the domesticated species O. aries, raised in many breeds for wool, edible flesh, or skin.
Leather made from the skin of one of these animals.

A person regarded as timid, weak, or submissive.
One who is easily swayed or led.



[Middle English, from Old English scēap.]

Source: Answers.com (http://www.answers.com/sheep)


Since your hopefully not bred for wool and you aren't leather its probably #3.

[efernandez_98]

I know it's an insult but I don't quite understand. What does it mean to call someone a "sheep"?

Means you blindly "follow the flock".

[MercZ20xx]

Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.


by 16th century English priest, lawyer, and poet John Donne

[eire1274]

Good quote.

Being called a sheep is essentially another way of saying "I don't have the ability to present or the intelligence to form an argument against your belief, but I'm too stubborn to lose." As alternatives people will say that you're "closeminded" (usually not the case, as lots of deep thinking is needed to properly acclimate to any belief concept), or that you are "too stupid to think for yourself" which can be explained off the same way.

Saying these things only means that the person, well, can't argue against you, and being "closeminded" is unwilling to stop and listen.

I'm done preaching. Heck, I don't even know the subject that was even referring too!

[SubZero]

Sheep, in the context I understand it, is sort of like being called a Lemming.

You follow the "herd" and as long as you are fed and watered, you don't ask too many questions or seek to act in an independent manner. You go with the flow. You do what is expected.

Example - if I voted Democrat or Republican based on who the candidate for that party is, regardless of the individual running. Like, I vote Obama for Pres because I'm a registered Democrat. Or, I vote McCain because I'm a registered Republican. In either case, I don't consider the merits of the individual, but I'm a loyal party member and I vote for whomever they say to vote for.

I have not tried to factor in that this may be some new "slang" version such as you might find in the Urban Dictionary, for example:

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sheep

Hope that helps. :)

[Manic Mouse]

Did somebody mention sheep? Where??!! http://www.pcpowerpig.com/imgs/smilies/sheep.gif


http://www.pcpowerpig.com/imgs/smilies/snoopy.gif

[bejohnson]

http://www.grouchyoldcripple.com/archives/WyomingHooker%20fr%20AM.jpg

http://www.myzone.je/assets/5FD/88F/28-/9568-4F14-464F-4EB5EE16B61E_150x150.gif

[efernandez_98]

Oh, yeah. Now that's the stuff. Right there. Mm-hmmm.

[Manic Mouse]

Bow Chicka Bow Wow

That's one sassy lookin' sheep! :nuts

[Salavat23]

Someone called me a "sheep". What do they mean?

Are you covered in wool? Do you make "baaaah" sounds?

[nilzxx]

Someone who mindessly follows and emulates anything and everything in the name of fame/recognition. A waste of flesh and brain cells.
Many of the kids where I live are sheep.

or
a fuzzy funny-looking animal that goes "rarrrr!"
Urban Dictionary (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sheep)

[Enigmachine]

I could tell you what being a sheep means, but I think it's something you should decide for yourself.

:nuts

[bejohnson]

How about some sheep jokes. :nuts

Why do Scotsmen wear kilts?

So the sheep won't hear the zipper.

So this cowboy goes out to seek his fortune on the frontier of the old West. He finally settles on a ranching town near the very edge of civilization. So near, in fact, that there aren't any women to be found for love nor money. Well, he's young and full of hormones, and after a month, he starts getting randy, so he goes to the saloon to ask around. After a couple of sort of nervous, whispered conversations, it comes out that you use the sheep. Well, our hero isn't real happy about this, but he's really desperate. He buys a bottle to nerve himself up. He goes and finds the nearest flock, and decides that if he's going to do this at all, he's going to do it right. He spends most of the afternoon picking out the prettiest sheep in the flock. He shampoos her wool and ties ribbons around her neck. Puts a little bell on her collar. He's also getting pretty drunk. By evening, he's done cleaning up the sheep, and not thinking real clearly. He's so proud of the way the sheep looks, he decides to take her in to town and show her off at the saloon. He walks in with the sheep, and the room goes quiet. Everybody's staring at the guy. And not just staring, but kinda recoiling in shock and horror. He's ashamed, but he's drunk enough; he slurs out, "Whassamada, I thought ever'body went out to the sheep?" Finally, one old timer pipes up. "Yeah, boy, but you got the _sheriff's_ girl."

A young man moves to a village in Wales and gets talking to an old man from the village. He asks the old man what his name is; the old man gets very irate at this point and says: "See that line of houses over there? I built them all, but do they call me Jones the house builder? Do they hell! See those railway lines over there? I laid them all, but do they call me Jones the engineer? Do they hell! See those bridges over that river? I built them all, but do they call me Jones the bridge builder? Do they hell! But, a long long time ago, I ****ed *one* sheep..."

How do you get virgin wool?

From ugly sheep.

George Papadopalous was a very, very rich and successful, internationally known Greek ship owner. One day, as Barbara Walters was interviewing him about his life and times, the following occurred:

[this is taking place as they wander over his beautiful estate,located (where else?) in Greece.....]

"You see, Barbara," he tells her, "This is where it all began. This is the very land upon which I was born, and where I grew up. Over there (pointing towards a humble hut) is where I was born,where my father was born, and his father, yadayada, blah, blah........"

He goes on: "Yes, these hills are where I grew up! Why, just over there, you see that little hill, with the gnarled old fig tree?"

"Oh, yes," she exclaims, "How pretty. How idylic.""Well," he says, "Just under that fig tree is where I had my first sexual experience. And, you see that bush on the other little hill over to the left? That is where her mother stood and watched!"

This, of course tends to put Barbara off just a tad, but she pushes bravely on: "Oh?" she says, "And what did her mother say?"

"Baaaaaa"

Out in the middle of darkest Africa there was a White Missionary living with a tribe of black natives.

One day the big chief comes along and calls the Missionary into his hut, where he was sharpening his big axe. He explains to the white man that his daughter has just given birth to a white baby, and that since the missionary's the only white man for thousands of miles, the missionary will be the "main course" at dinner that night.

"Now just hang on a minute, give me a chance to explain, chief," says the Missionary. "You're jumping to conclusions here. Let me tell you a story. See all those white sheep out in the field and how there's one black one amongst them."

The Chief thinks for a moment. "OK!" says the Chief, "You say nothing, I say nothing."

A ventirloquist cowboy walked into town and saw a rancher sitting on his porch with his dog.

Cowboy: Hey, cool dog. Mind if I speak to him?

Rancher: This dog don't talk!

Cowboy: Hey dog, how's it going?

Dog: I'm Doing alright

Rancher: (Extreme look of shock)

Cowboy: Is this your owner? (pointing at rancher)

Dog: Yep.

Cowboy: How's he treat you?

Dog: Real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food, and takes me to the
lake once a week to play.

Rancher: (Look of disbelief)

Cowboy: Mind if I talk to your horse?

Rancher: Horses don't talk!

Cowboy: Hey horse, how's it going?

Horse: Not bad.

Rancher: (An even wilder look of shock)

Cowboy: Is this your owner? (pointing at rancher)

Horse: Yep.

Cowboy: How's he treat you?

Horse: Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, brushes me down
often, and keeps me in the barn to protect me from the elements.

Rancher: (total look of amazement)

Cowboy: Mind if I talk to your SHEEP?

Rancher: (gesticulating wildly, and hardly able to talk)...... Them sheep ain't nothin but liars!!!