now THAT's funnyHad just gotten home from work when my phone started ringing. Picked it up to hear hysterical, out of control laughter. Dad finally starts telling me, he had just gotten home. Walked in the front door and the carpet looks like a tiller has been run over it. He walks all through house and sees nothing until he reaches MB.
Mom is standing in the middle of the bed with a meat cleaver held above her head.
She was crossing the living room and sees this GIANT (1 ft long garter) snake slip through the doorjamb. She runs to the kitchen and grabs the cleaver. Goes back to hunt the GIANT MAN-KILLING POISONOUS ANACONDA garter snake. Sees the snake on the carpet, drops to her knees and starts chopping. Wish we had vid and YOUTUBE back then. Dad swears it was just to get new carpet that the snake never existed, but I had seen a garter in the flowerbeds at the front porch several times. Just never told Mom it was there.
Wimmens and snakes .................... since Eve, nothing good ever comes from the meetings.
When I was a teenager out in west Tx, there was a rancher that let dove hunt his place. He was 80yo and his wife was 77. They lived 5 miles from the highway. Their mailbox was by the gate at the highway. She would walk to the mailbox every morning before cooking breakfast for him and 6 ranch hands. She carried an old H&R single shot 20 ga on her mail trip. One morning she was almost to the house when she heard something. Looking around she seen a rattlesnake (over 7ft) wrapped around the hub between the duals on his pickup. BLAM Woke up everybody, destroyed 2 tires (less than a week old) and proceeded to clean the snake to fry up for breakfast. They don't make em like that anymore. Except maybe BB.
