Ledgemere Farm
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Anybody got any good snake stories? Luckilly, we don't have much for snakes up here in Maine...although sometimes, when I see them in the woodpile, they startle the &%$#* out of me!
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Inspector507
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IHCrules,
I have a rather funny one, at least it was for me, not the guy who soiled his pants.
In the process of re-wiring an old brick school house to turn it into a residence, we had to get into the crawl space underneath. Upon opening the access to it, there were 5 snake skins at the opening. I figured no way was I going under there alone. My boss went with me, him holding the light and me with a stick to "beat off the snakes" if one appeared. Anyway, he was crawling on hands and knees ahead of me, he had the light. I got the bright idea to run that stick up his pant leg. Of course he thought it was a snake.
I thought he was gonna kill me with all that kicking going on. Almost made a new "exit" out of that crawl space that day.
I have a rather funny one, at least it was for me, not the guy who soiled his pants.
In the process of re-wiring an old brick school house to turn it into a residence, we had to get into the crawl space underneath. Upon opening the access to it, there were 5 snake skins at the opening. I figured no way was I going under there alone. My boss went with me, him holding the light and me with a stick to "beat off the snakes" if one appeared. Anyway, he was crawling on hands and knees ahead of me, he had the light. I got the bright idea to run that stick up his pant leg. Of course he thought it was a snake.
I thought he was gonna kill me with all that kicking going on. Almost made a new "exit" out of that crawl space that day.
OP
Ledgemere Farm
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Are you still his employee??? Ha. Ha.
Inspector507
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nope............but it was my choice, not his /w3tcompact/icons/grin.gif
Actually he just applied for a job where I would be his boss, but I felt that would not be a good thing right now.
Actually he just applied for a job where I would be his boss, but I felt that would not be a good thing right now.
Inspector507
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IHC,
I even kept adjusting my mowing last weekend to avoid chopping one up by my finish mower. I could see him trying to out-run the tractor. The grass kept moving in front of me. Ended up it was a garter snake that sought refuge in the garden. I don't like 'em, but don't wanna kill 'em
I even kept adjusting my mowing last weekend to avoid chopping one up by my finish mower. I could see him trying to out-run the tractor. The grass kept moving in front of me. Ended up it was a garter snake that sought refuge in the garden. I don't like 'em, but don't wanna kill 'em
OP
Ledgemere Farm
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I don't mind them when I see them first. I just hate to look down and see something "slither" by.
njrqs
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Refer my epic Snake post ealier !!
Just last weekend a mate's wife was off in the bushes with her girls for a pee.
Dropped pants and a red-belly black snake rearer up to strike.
They tellme after a lot of screaming and crying that a hasty retreat was made.
Never been that close myself (Other than the ones in my shed - But my pants are always on!!!)
Just last weekend a mate's wife was off in the bushes with her girls for a pee.
Dropped pants and a red-belly black snake rearer up to strike.
They tellme after a lot of screaming and crying that a hasty retreat was made.
Never been that close myself (Other than the ones in my shed - But my pants are always on!!!)
Dozernut
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When my son was about four years old, just the two of us were at home and in the house. I was doing some paper work and concentrating hard. My son all of a sudden said, "Dad theres a snake"! Thinking he was letting his imagination run, I said okay and went on with the paperwork. A few seconds later he said again, "dad theres a snake", with more conviction. So I got up and walked to where he was, but I was still reading while walking. I walked into the dining room where I noticed my son standing up on a chair. At this moment I stepped bare foot on a 3' black snake. I am not scared of snakes but when you step on one in your dining room it does tend to startle one. After my initial shock we rounded up the varmint and took him back to the woods. We think the snake came into the house via the laundry basket. Glad the wife hadn't found him, she tends to balk when serpents are present.
Back when I lived in MD I was freinds with a guy who just bought a farm property up the road in PA. I was always lending him tools and such. One day I went up to retrieve some tools so I could accomplish some chores.
He was working on the barn. More like a huge wood shed - 20 x 80 feet with one whole long side open. He had just installed a set of garage doors to close a portion and make a usable shop for his tools and tractor. I was there to make sure my tools didn't take up permanent residency in the new shop.
When I got there he was in the shop with both doors open. We chatted a bit and discussed how he installed the overhead garage doors. He said it was a cuss filled knuckle bleeder of a job. But all in all he was pleased with the outcome.
To show off what a good job he had done he reached up to pull the rope that would lower the door. A six foot black snake fell off the door and landed on him. I [censored] near wet myself and I'm pretty sure his shorts needed washing too! We both jumped and dove out the other door. After recovering our breath and wits we went back in. The snake was a resident of the barn and the owner let him be figuring it was good for rodent control. So we shooed the snake out side. But from then on I always took a long look-see before going into the barn.
Phil
He was working on the barn. More like a huge wood shed - 20 x 80 feet with one whole long side open. He had just installed a set of garage doors to close a portion and make a usable shop for his tools and tractor. I was there to make sure my tools didn't take up permanent residency in the new shop.
When I got there he was in the shop with both doors open. We chatted a bit and discussed how he installed the overhead garage doors. He said it was a cuss filled knuckle bleeder of a job. But all in all he was pleased with the outcome.
To show off what a good job he had done he reached up to pull the rope that would lower the door. A six foot black snake fell off the door and landed on him. I [censored] near wet myself and I'm pretty sure his shorts needed washing too! We both jumped and dove out the other door. After recovering our breath and wits we went back in. The snake was a resident of the barn and the owner let him be figuring it was good for rodent control. So we shooed the snake out side. But from then on I always took a long look-see before going into the barn.
Phil
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Last fall my wife and I were picking berries up in back of my place. We have one patch that is pretty thick, and my wife doesn't like to wade in there to far, so she was directing me (cause that's what women do...) to where she saw some good looking berries. When I stuck my hand in there to pluck out a couple of them, a garter snake that was up in the berry bush slithered across my hand. Whew! I came out of the patch so fast I was just about hovering over the ground. My wife was laughing so hard she could hardly breath. It took me a minute or two before I could see the humor in the situation...
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When I was around 12 years old, my family went on a camping vacation in Arkansas. There were lots of small grass snakes around, and my 7 year old brother and I caught one and put him in a minnow bucket with some pine needles in it so he would have a nice bed. This was on the morning we were packing to head home. I pulled Dad aside to ask him if we could take it home and keep it as a pet, and he reluctantly agreed but said "don't tell your mother".
We had one of those big old station wagons with lots of room in the back. Well, about half way home, my brother and I were riding in the back and we decided to see how our pet was doing. You can guess what happened. No snake in the minnow bucket!/w3tcompact/icons/shocked.gif Well, after discreetly looking around for it, we told Dad we had to stop to pee. We told him about the missing pet, and of course my mother wasn't going any further until we found the snake and threw it out. We tore that car up looking for the snake but he was nowhere to be found. I think we were about 4 hours late getting back home. After 2 hours of searching it took an extra 2 hours to convince Mom to get back into the car. Took about 20 years for her to see that story as being funny though. Never found him either.
We had one of those big old station wagons with lots of room in the back. Well, about half way home, my brother and I were riding in the back and we decided to see how our pet was doing. You can guess what happened. No snake in the minnow bucket!/w3tcompact/icons/shocked.gif Well, after discreetly looking around for it, we told Dad we had to stop to pee. We told him about the missing pet, and of course my mother wasn't going any further until we found the snake and threw it out. We tore that car up looking for the snake but he was nowhere to be found. I think we were about 4 hours late getting back home. After 2 hours of searching it took an extra 2 hours to convince Mom to get back into the car. Took about 20 years for her to see that story as being funny though. Never found him either.
wroughtn_harv
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When I was in jr high I was a little bit of a character. One of my attention getting tricks was to catch garter snakes and take them to school. This was back in the days when you couldn't wear a shirt without a collar to school.
I'd place the snake in my shirt about even with the uppermost button. Then I'd walk up to an unsuspecting young lady and put my arm around her bud like. Of course about the time she'd turn to talk to her bud the snake would come up for air just above the collar and below my ear.
About that time it was kewl to smoke. I didn't. It was almost as kewl to have matches. If you had matches then even if you didn't smoke you were neat because the only person more popular with the smokers than the person with the cigs was the one with the light.
Our school had a basement where they had the wall lockers. More than once I watched a young lady or two get to ground level with one maybe two steps.
I carried a penny pack of wood matches in my pocket. The difference between my matches and those of the other kids was mine only had two matches...........and one scorpion.
Our house faced east. So about sun up the old blue belly ugly yellow desert scorpions would come out to pick up the early sun. They were a snap to catch and with a quick swipe of a razor blade they became just ugly instead of being ugly and mean.
One time I tossed my trick pack of matches to a young lady as she was heading into the ladies room there at the school. The room was evidently full. But not for long.
I'd place the snake in my shirt about even with the uppermost button. Then I'd walk up to an unsuspecting young lady and put my arm around her bud like. Of course about the time she'd turn to talk to her bud the snake would come up for air just above the collar and below my ear.
About that time it was kewl to smoke. I didn't. It was almost as kewl to have matches. If you had matches then even if you didn't smoke you were neat because the only person more popular with the smokers than the person with the cigs was the one with the light.
Our school had a basement where they had the wall lockers. More than once I watched a young lady or two get to ground level with one maybe two steps.
I carried a penny pack of wood matches in my pocket. The difference between my matches and those of the other kids was mine only had two matches...........and one scorpion.
Our house faced east. So about sun up the old blue belly ugly yellow desert scorpions would come out to pick up the early sun. They were a snap to catch and with a quick swipe of a razor blade they became just ugly instead of being ugly and mean.
One time I tossed my trick pack of matches to a young lady as she was heading into the ladies room there at the school. The room was evidently full. But not for long.
Bird
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Harv, sounds like some of the things I did. When I was a junior in high school, I took a little snake to school. The librarian also supervised the "study hall" and she knew I had the snake and wondered what they felt like. I was sitting next to her holding the snake and she'd start to touch it, it would move, and she'd jerk her hand back. Then she turned to speak to someone else and I just laid the snake across her arm. I think the entire school heard her screams; I had no idea that gal could be so loud.
Then when I was working in the Dallas Post Office, one of my co-workers was going to college and mentioned needing a snake for a biology class, so I took a small one to work day for him (so small I had it in a cough drop box in my shirt pocket). Someone suggested I show it to a particular one of the truck drivers (whom I didn't know except by name), so I walked up behind him with it in my hand and called his name (didn't get within 10 feet of him). He was kind of cornered, and when he turned and saw that snake, he started screaming, climbed over gondolas of mail, and tried to climb the wall. Of course, I turned around and walked off. He sat down, asked someone to call a cab for him, and went home. Claimed to have had a heart attack and didn't come back to work for 3 days. I later learned that he was about to be fired (which was nearly impossible to do in the Post Office anyway), but after that episode they were afraid to fire him (afraid of a lawsuit), so it turned out that I saved his job./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif I later had occasion to be his supervisor for awhile and he and I got along just great and he did his work well for me./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
At any rate, I haven't played with snakes since then./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
Then when I was working in the Dallas Post Office, one of my co-workers was going to college and mentioned needing a snake for a biology class, so I took a small one to work day for him (so small I had it in a cough drop box in my shirt pocket). Someone suggested I show it to a particular one of the truck drivers (whom I didn't know except by name), so I walked up behind him with it in my hand and called his name (didn't get within 10 feet of him). He was kind of cornered, and when he turned and saw that snake, he started screaming, climbed over gondolas of mail, and tried to climb the wall. Of course, I turned around and walked off. He sat down, asked someone to call a cab for him, and went home. Claimed to have had a heart attack and didn't come back to work for 3 days. I later learned that he was about to be fired (which was nearly impossible to do in the Post Office anyway), but after that episode they were afraid to fire him (afraid of a lawsuit), so it turned out that I saved his job./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif I later had occasion to be his supervisor for awhile and he and I got along just great and he did his work well for me./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
At any rate, I haven't played with snakes since then./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
Bird
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Thought about you this morning, Neil, when I went into my shop building and found a 38" snake skin just inside the overhead door. I haven't seen a snake around here in a long time, but apparently one went in there to shed last night (maybe he's still in there)./w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
