Oh, Joy! (Snake Day on the National Geographic Channel)
Hello Gentle Readers,
I try to accept the world as it is. I'm a live and let live kinda' guy but, I HATE SNAKES! It borders on a phobia. I don't care much for reptiles in general but, I REALLY HATE SNAKES! They're not finished for Pete's sake! Was God taking a nap or spending too much time with Bill Gates (Windows XP isn't finished either) when he planned them? No legs or eyelids? Come on now!
I guess it all goes back to my childhood. I grew up in rural West Virginia. Actually, you drove to "rural", hung a left and walked the rest of the way in (directions courtesy of MapQuest). I lived in a town called Decota. We couldn't afford a name of our own so, we stole on from a state and then spelled it wrong!
Anyway, when I was about six years old I was playing in the front yard with my little friend, Elaine. She started screaming and there, hanging on her ankle, was a venemous Copperhead! My dad finally killed the sucker, but, I can still see Elaine shaking her leg and the snake flopping around like a chicken on crack cocaine! Elaine nearly died!
I HATE SNAKES! I hate pictures of snakes! Snakes probably hate me too. I don't care! I HATE SNAKES! tomvickers@suddenlink.net