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07-06-2002, 01:43 PM
Well, it's been a while since my last post about that slightly amusing neighbor of mine. Mostly cause he's working full time now, and isn't going off the handle. I think I just bounced his reality check.
We've had a snake overload this year for the first time since I've been living there (5 years +). Not just those creepy Cottonmouths, but the last 3 were all Eastern Diamondback Rattlers...and juveniles, at that.
So, I had a bright idea. I rode out to the Flea Market yesterday and picked up a three foot rubber snake. I know, it's childish, but...
Anyway he and the landlady are home. I get her to come outside and ask if I can hang my spider (hehe) in the bathroom with a piece of fishing line. She gets kind of an evil look on her face and nods. "Go right ahead.".
So, I get that hung and slink back out, without the Gobbler knowing I'd been there. She comes out on the back porch, and we're chit-chatting and the Gobbler, (probably after his third or fourth beer) gets up to use the bathroom. He says hi on his way by.
There was a bit of a scream, and then a "Very funny. I know who did this."
He comes out holding the spider by the fishing line, and hands it to me shaking his head. Then he sees it.
Knowing the spider thing needs a break, I'd placed the rubber snake under a chair on the porch.
"Damm! ", he's screaming, running inside for a broom. He must have spent fifteen minutes beating a rubber snake to death with a broom. Hehehe....
When he realized what had happened, he looked at me. "What's next?"
"I dunno,", I said, "but Little T doesn't like snakes.".
Landlady started laughing, and he got an evil smile across his face.
Hehe...the laughter makes life way worthwhile.<img src=smilies/laff.gif>
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We've had a snake overload this year for the first time since I've been living there (5 years +). Not just those creepy Cottonmouths, but the last 3 were all Eastern Diamondback Rattlers...and juveniles, at that.
So, I had a bright idea. I rode out to the Flea Market yesterday and picked up a three foot rubber snake. I know, it's childish, but...
Anyway he and the landlady are home. I get her to come outside and ask if I can hang my spider (hehe) in the bathroom with a piece of fishing line. She gets kind of an evil look on her face and nods. "Go right ahead.".
So, I get that hung and slink back out, without the Gobbler knowing I'd been there. She comes out on the back porch, and we're chit-chatting and the Gobbler, (probably after his third or fourth beer) gets up to use the bathroom. He says hi on his way by.
There was a bit of a scream, and then a "Very funny. I know who did this."
He comes out holding the spider by the fishing line, and hands it to me shaking his head. Then he sees it.
Knowing the spider thing needs a break, I'd placed the rubber snake under a chair on the porch.
"Damm! ", he's screaming, running inside for a broom. He must have spent fifteen minutes beating a rubber snake to death with a broom. Hehehe....
When he realized what had happened, he looked at me. "What's next?"
"I dunno,", I said, "but Little T doesn't like snakes.".
Landlady started laughing, and he got an evil smile across his face.
Hehe...the laughter makes life way worthwhile.<img src=smilies/laff.gif>
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