Re: Life\'s small treasures
It is ironic really. Like I said.. I am NOT particularly scared of snakes, but the ironic part is that because of that, I have exposed myself to snakes, either playing with them, or using them for practical jokes that I have gotten scared myself quite a few times.
I once put a snake in my bat bag before some softball games. Asked each team mate as they showed to look in my bag, grab a ball and lets warm up. /forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif
I think I told this one on the forums once before, I searched but couldn't find it if though.. sorry it is long type for me and read for you, but is funny because I got my due in the biggest way.
My wifes best friend grew up in the deepest darkest depths of Boston. She is deathly afraid of any country critter. We were headed to their house to watch movies and we just so happened to find a small black snake crossing the road. I stopped picked it up and had loads of fun ringing the doorbell at their house and waving the snake in front of her face. She wouldn't let me set it loose in her yard so I put it in the back of my truck just to appease her (thinking that it would just climb out and be on its way).
Fast forward to the next morning. It is fairly cold because its getting late in the season. I start changing oil in the truck and turn around and do other things while it drains. I get distracted and the oil starts missing the pan and runs out all over the floor. I run to the corner of the garage and stick my hand in the bag of oil-sorb and grab the cup that I keep in the bag. I feel something on my thumb and pull my hand out and that blasted snake is clamped on to my thumb wriggling. It scares me half to death and I scream like a girl again. Evidently the thing never dropped completely off the truck at the friends house like I had imagined. It rode home and during the night found the bag of oil-sorb to its liking. It was most definitely the same snake.
I got my due for having that mean streak in me and doing that to my wifes friend.