Like the new bracelet my daughter brought me back from Guatemala? It's the third bangle from the left. The other three are my former friend Paige's pet snakes. <— yes, plural.
If I stumble across a snake in the wild, I'm likely to die a thousand deaths, and in the process, kill whoever's in hearing distance with a squeal that's certain to explode glass. In captivity, I'm prone to tame them and wear them as scarves; handy, now that scarves continue as fashion trend.
Paige's snakes are named Bob and Frank. Her girls told me that when I asked, but I'm pretty sure they made up those names on the spot. They're tricky that way.
I can't remember which is which, but for the sake of this post, we'll call Bob the yellow and orange one; he and I got very close…
I'm pretty sure he knew this wasn't my neck and he was just trying to "welcome" me with a bear hug, snake style; aka a serpentine Napoleon complex.
Then Bob decided to get to know me a leeeetle bit bettah…
Paige, snapping away paparazzi-style (I'm sure now to distract me), tried to convince me that it feels good for a snake to slither across your skin. It's cool. It's smooth. THEY LIKE TO CRAWL INTO YOUR SHIRT AND OUT YOUR SLEEVE!!
When she told me that, I flung that mutha across the room, grabbed my camera and my keys and barely escaped with my life!
I'm just glad I survived to tell you the story.
Our "friendship", however, did not.
You, my friend, are very brave. Those poor snakes would not lived to see another day if they were anywhere near me. I have goose bumps just looking at your pictures!
They’re beautiful! The orange one looks just like one of my two snakes!
Not this ole boy. I’m only scared of God and snakes, in that order!
I meant FEAR God and Snakes instead
Um, EEEEEEEWWWWW! Better you than I!
Oh. MY. WORD.
That’s a very original jewelry. I wouldn’t mind to wear it and doing my shopping. I think I would be alone at the cashier then, eventually only with the cash.
Leave it to you to match your shirt with your snake. 🙂
It’s look really scary, that is my biggest fear , when I see snake near to me although it is not a poisonous one I just start tremble.
You lady, are crazy!! What were you thinking?? YIKES.. I HATE snakes.. now, I will say that in my much younger days, when I was not in the right frame of mind (no more explaining needed), I did put one of those big ole boa’s around my neck.
NO MORE though. I showed my girls this pic of you and one screamed, the other got the hibbie jibbies!
I still like ya though!
Did you coordinate your outfit? hahaha
That is not something I will be doing anytime soon!
It goes nice with your shirt! lol did you plan that?
I have to admit, I was also thinking how nicely color-coordinated you are in the pic!
My snake story (I’m not really squeamish about them)… I went to Texas A&M, where we have the tradition of midnight yell practice. I went with a date once, and the person next to me had a 6-foot python, which made its way onto my shoulders during the course of the yell practice. Near the end of yell practice, they turn off the lights for a minute and you kiss your date (there’s a story about A&M tradition there, but I’m trying to keep this sorta short). When the lights went out, my date looked at me, looked at that big ol’ snake, and said, “It’s me or the snake!” I laughed and said, “Oh well, too bad for you!”
I’m guessing by the comments that most people here would have chosen the guy over the snake — or would have chosen different seats to begin with!
OMG, OMG, OMG…freaky!!! You are very brave.
Bob is very pretty, but I wouldn’t let him anywhere near that close to me. You are one crazy, I mean brave, lady! And, of course, the first thing I really noticed was how nicely he went with your shirt. I gotta get out more!