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When I was a lad, my friends and I used to hunt and catch them. We had a Jr Herpetology club of sorts. Mostly we caught Garter Snakes.... but we caught a milk snake once, which was cool.. and a Rainbow garter... HUGE fucker. 5-6 feet long, and thick as a bike tire.
One time, I made a grab for a small garter...(we used to do that thing they do with Cobras where you get them looking at your one hand, then snatch them with the other) and it bit me. I was so surprised that I yanked my hand back reflexively. I tossed the snake 10 feet in the air.... and it came down right on Dan's head. It slashed my finger open as it was jerked free.
I remember Eric getting bit another time, and him being calm enough to simply remove the snake's teeth carefully from his hand, leaving a couple small punctures instead of a pair of lacerations like I had.
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There's a Shadow just behind me. Shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. _tool
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