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In our old neighborhood, there were a couple guys strolling up the sidewalk. You know the type: Rapper wannabes, with the shades. So I'm out working in the yard when these guys come sauntering up the sidewalk like something out of Boyz n The Hood.
Suddenly, I hear this high pitched, "EEEEEEEEE!" And these guys, both late teens, were up on the trunk of the neighbors car. I go wandering over there with my shovel, and say, "Guys, what up?"
"Whatchoutman! Theresasnake!" So I walk around the car, and sure enough, a garden-variety black rat snake sunning itself on the sidewalk. Was about eighteen inches long. These guys are FREAKING OUT about it. They'd long ago pissed away their street cred with me.
So I pad up to the thing, grab it behind the head, and pick it up behind the head, just like I had a hundred times in our creek growing up.
"Whatareyoudoingareyoucrazyman?!?" The snake is thrashing around, but can't do anything. I just grab the tail.
"It's not poisonous, guys. All you got to do is look at the head." I was feeling perverse at this point, so I start to shove the thing closer. "See?" One guy's trying to be cool by this point, but the other guy slides off the car on the opposite side.
So, finally, I let back off into the grass. They wanted me to kill it with my shovel. I said, "Why? The only thing it's a danger to is rats and mice."
After that, when these guys wandered through the neighborhood, they always called me the Snake Handler. They just thought it was the coolest thing that I just walked up to the thing and picked it up. To me, it was one of the funniest moments of my life.
In our old neighborhood, there were a couple guys strolling up the sidewalk. You know the type: Rapper wannabes, with the shades. So I'm out working in the yard when these guys come sauntering up the sidewalk like something out of Boyz n The Hood.
Suddenly, I hear this high pitched, "EEEEEEEEE!" And these guys, both late teens, were up on the trunk of the neighbors car. I go wandering over there with my shovel, and say, "Guys, what up?"
"Whatchoutman! Theresasnake!" So I walk around the car, and sure enough, a garden-variety black rat snake sunning itself on the sidewalk. Was about eighteen inches long. These guys are FREAKING OUT about it. They'd long ago pissed away their street cred with me.
So I pad up to the thing, grab it behind the head, and pick it up behind the head, just like I had a hundred times in our creek growing up.
"Whatareyoudoingareyoucrazyman?!?" The snake is thrashing around, but can't do anything. I just grab the tail.
"It's not poisonous, guys. All you got to do is look at the head." I was feeling perverse at this point, so I start to shove the thing closer. "See?" One guy's trying to be cool by this point, but the other guy slides off the car on the opposite side.
So, finally, I let back off into the grass. They wanted me to kill it with my shovel. I said, "Why? The only thing it's a danger to is rats and mice."
After that, when these guys wandered through the neighborhood, they always called me the Snake Handler. They just thought it was the coolest thing that I just walked up to the thing and picked it up. To me, it was one of the funniest moments of my life.
You did Good Bro................we do somewhat the same thing with poisonous snakes......................
Now, the one time I heard a rattler, you cannot believe how far back I leapt. But a healthy fear of rattlers is a rational thing.
My kids and I were at the bay and my 12 year old comes running up and says "Mom, there is a huge snake in the minnow basket!"... so I go down to the dock with my .38 and pull the minnow basket from the water and sure enough, I see a slithery snake going bananas in the basket!
I screamed, dropped it back into the water and I shot the basket 3 times with the gun.
My neighbor comes over with his shotgun thinking I was shooting at an intruder and when he sees what I am shooting at he bends over hysterically laughing.
He gets up, goes over to get a kill count from my minnow basket and he really starts laughing...I was shooting at 3 eels that were trapped Oooops
My kids and I were at the bay and my 12 year old comes running up and says "Mom, there is a huge snake in the minnow basket!"... so I go down to the dock with my .38 and pull the minnow basket from the water and sure enough, I see a slithery snake going bananas in the basket!
I screamed, dropped it back into the water and I shot the basket 3 times with the gun.
My neighbor comes over with his shotgun thinking I was shooting at an intruder and when he sees what I am shooting at he bends over hysterically laughing.
He gets up, goes over to get a kill count from my minnow basket and he really starts laughing...I was shooting at 3 eels that were trapped Oooops
This is one of my kids favorite stories...
One of my favorite toys is a .38 Colt 2" nickel plated bankers special.........................
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