So very squicked
May. 7th, 2009 08:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
samsomGross, just gross, gross, GROSS.
I opened my front door to go pick up my kids from daycare and put one flip-flop clad foot out and nearly stepped on a snake. An honest-to-goodness, grody to the max, eighteen-inch slithering mass of yellow and black grossness.
I screamed and slammed the door close. Hopped up on the couch and called about two people at the same time because fuck, I have no idea who to call in case of snake!
Through the blinds I watched it slither *shudder times a million* onto the grass, and saw my chance. I ran out and headed straight to the neighbor's. There's a boy over there, with a rake. It took about five minutes, but he managed to 'rake' the snake all the way across the street and into the hills. My stomach was seriously roiling by this point, folks. I dont' live in the big city, and I'm surrounded by frickin' half tons and full tons with hemis but I am a city girl to my bone marrow. I don't do creepy crawlies. Especially not eighteen inch slithering creepy crawlies waiting to jump into my house the second I open the front door.
Ick. I've looked at crime scene photos of dead bodies baking in the August sun, festooned with maggots. I was less grossed out by that than this disgusting example of nature run amock. *shudders*
I opened my front door to go pick up my kids from daycare and put one flip-flop clad foot out and nearly stepped on a snake. An honest-to-goodness, grody to the max, eighteen-inch slithering mass of yellow and black grossness.
I screamed and slammed the door close. Hopped up on the couch and called about two people at the same time because fuck, I have no idea who to call in case of snake!
Through the blinds I watched it slither *shudder times a million* onto the grass, and saw my chance. I ran out and headed straight to the neighbor's. There's a boy over there, with a rake. It took about five minutes, but he managed to 'rake' the snake all the way across the street and into the hills. My stomach was seriously roiling by this point, folks. I dont' live in the big city, and I'm surrounded by frickin' half tons and full tons with hemis but I am a city girl to my bone marrow. I don't do creepy crawlies. Especially not eighteen inch slithering creepy crawlies waiting to jump into my house the second I open the front door.
Ick. I've looked at crime scene photos of dead bodies baking in the August sun, festooned with maggots. I was less grossed out by that than this disgusting example of nature run amock. *shudders*
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Date: 2009-05-08 03:42 am (UTC)You are a much braver lady than I!
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:27 am (UTC)I'll tell you what, though - I'll never go into the garage barefoot again. I just know I'm gonna dream about snakes tonight. *sigh*