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Originally Posted by jerryleejr
What are you Indiana Jones now?? (peaches)  I am going to have so much fun with this...
JJ |
You just go right ahead, darlin'.
My snake aversion goes back to childhood. I was happily playing in my sandbox, reached back to pick up something and got a snake instead. Screaming, crying, sand flying, and the snake slithering away as fast as possible - you get the picture. I probably scared him as bad as he scared me. Luckily it was just a harmless black snake.
I've encountered lots of snakes - rattlesnakes, water moccasins, coral snakes - and haven't found one I liked (although I will admit that the tiny little green snake I encountered nose-to-nose while pruning an azalea bush was kinda cute, after I picked myself up off the ground).
I especially didn't like the black snake that caused my mother to turn my room into a disaster area. I came home from high school one day to find my bed pushed aside, things on the bed that were stacked on the floor when I left that morning, and gouges in the wall and floor tile. While putting laundry in my room that day, she noticed what appeared to be a thick cable on the floor in front of my stereo...and then it moved. My mom is a pretty resourceful lady. Not wanting to pepper my bedroom with birdshot, she ran outside to get a hoe and the dog. A snake, a dog, and a woman armed with a long handled hoe in a 10ft by 10ft room...well, let's just say that snake made a really bad decision by entering the house. Turns out that Mom left the front door open the day before while she did some yard work and he probably got in then. That's what REALLY creeps me out, the idea that he probably slept in my bedroom.
I just really glad I didn't wake up to find him in bed with me.
Dreamer