So here's something interesting: among the various goodies in Valhalla, the Norse resting places of heroes and setting of power metal concept albums, is the Heiðrún. From the Prose Edda:
A goat called Heiðrún stands up [on its hind-legs] in Valhalla biting the buds off the branches of that very famous tree which is called Lærað. From her teats runs the mead with which every day she fills a cauldron, which is so big that all the Einherjar can drink their fill from it.
Here's a drawing:
So it's a goat that constantly produces booze. Sounds a bit like
Obviously the ancient vikings must have misinterpreted a message from the Sauced One.
"How is it that hardly any major religion has looked at science and concluded, 'This is better than we thought! The Universe is much bigger than our prophets said, grander, more subtle, more elegant. God must be even greater than we dreamed'? Instead they say, 'No, no, no! My god is a little god, and I want him to stay that way.'" - Carl Sagan
"To doubt everything or to believe everything are two equally convenient solutions; both dispense with the necessity of reflection." - Henri Poincaré