He got mad at me for stepping on his head in order to pick him up. I had to goad him into it and he bit my shoe about ten times before I could get him pinned down.
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He got mad at me for stepping on his head in order to pick him up. I had to goad him into it and he bit my shoe about ten times before I could get him pinned down.
Why didn't you use a forked stick, much easier. Or that ladder break the small stuff.Quote:
Originally Posted by Irving
I was in a hurry to get some where and was on my way out of the office after a meeting.
Is some where one word, like somewhere? I thought it was, but maybe I'm wrong.
...and that's okay...because I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggonit, people like me.
:D
lol....yeah, I'm a dork.
Neato snake, Irving. I hope ya let him go.
Hell, .......he's just trying to be snake and do his thang.
Happy Friday, bitches.
Of course I let him go. I moved him so no one stomped on him or something.
Oh no honey, i got bit by a snake...............Quote:
Originally Posted by Irving
I hate snakes with a passion. Use to love going up to Holyoke and shreading some with 410 or 20. Maybe that's why I'm so damn grumpy lately, haven't got to blast any for about 2 years or so.
How could you hate snakes? Just look at that cute face!
Not to mention, they are very forgiving. Even though he bit my shoe about ten times before I could pin him, as soon as I picked him up, he wrapped up my arm in a great big, "I'm sorry we fought" hug.