Okay, so every one else has done a post on snakes except for Audrey and I and Audrey has probably not read everyone's blogs enough to know what we are talkin about but I have two snake stories for those of you that care. *sidenote-Robbie Alderman hates snakes, hopes they go to Hell, and is horrifically afraid of them.
Okay so a few months ago, I was mowing my yard and I saw a snake. He was just kind of sitting there in my yard so I decided I was going to run him over with my lawnmower. I slowly detoured away from my my yard mowing and began to go for the snake...slowly. I got about ten feet away from him and he started to charge me...now I do not know what you would have done in a situation like thisbut I screamed but quickly recovered and charged at him also. Now who is goin to win a game of chicken with a lawnmower? Apparently snakes do. Because this thing darted under my lawnmower and came out the other side right next to my foot. This time, instead of screaming and continuing my pursuit of the snake, I screamed and jumped in the air turned the lawnmower off and ran like heck. I then realized, wait, this snake is going to go and make more babies to torment me as I try to mow my yard peacefully. So I turned around, mustered up all of my manliness and courage, and went back to my lawnmower. I turned it on and looked for the snake again and found him. I was not going to miss this time. I charged him and ran him over and four segments of snake shot out from under my lawnmower and around my yard. That's attractive. That was last summer. This summer, today, i was helpin my Grandpa find something under his washing machine and dryer. Now I thought it was like a wrench or something peaceful, and calm, and...dead...er.Oh no. I asked him,"So what is is we are looking for Grandad?" He had to say it. Oh well we are looking for a dead snake. great. This was as I was lifting the washing machine which weighs only God knows how much and I almost dropped the dang thing on my toes. But i restrained myself. I moved on waiting in anx for the slithering demon to shoot out from under the washing machine, wind itself up my leg, and constrict me to death...but it never came out. it apparently had moved on out into my grandparents yard and I never saw it (thank you Jesus). So those are my snake stories. phew
9 comments:
Rabut lawn mowers are not supposed to be lethal weapons. next time try the shovel
Shovel??? No, no....what you need is a shotgun, my friend.
When Chris was a teenager, his dad bought a ceramic rattlesnake and put it by their front door to scare everyone in the house. Chris' brothers' Chad and Keith, then got out their bee bee guns (not knowing the snake was fake), opened their bedroom windows, and started shooting at the ceramic snake from their windows. Chris' dad had a pretty big laugh over the whole incident.
It didn't surprise Chris that Chad and Keith thought the snake was real....his dad once caught a live rattlesnake and tried to keep it as a pet, but he couldn't get it to eat, so he had to let it go....
So there you have it.....a little glimps into Chris' adolescence for ya.
Tune in next week for "Bates' gator stories".....Chris' dad also caught those.......
what a pansy haha jk i love you
So I am wanting to know why Chris did not get in on this action you speak of Dana. Hmm, and Bryan You come play chicken with me when I have the lawnmower and we will see what you think a real weapon is. And Audrey...well...dear I am tryin to contemplate what you would do if a Black Racer were to slither right past your right foot while you were mowing the yard...and she calls me a pansy...Lol.
I have to agree with Rabut, because I actually have hit a snake with a lawnmower, a pretty gruesome sight. My neighbor stepped on a copperhead one day in her yard! OHH, that almost made me pass out. I once fought a garden snake...and lost. PIP (puke in public). Rabut, way to muster up all your courage and kill the snake. Was your lawn mower a riding lawn mover, or a push mower?
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I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean it. You're right I don't think I would have handled a situation like that as well as you did, but, I am a girl and you are a 16 year old boy (almost 17) haha
If he didn't have a lawn mower, he would have been running and screaming like a panzee, anyways. So, ur right audrey
it is a push mower
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