Well, *I* feel all "mighty hunter". I kilt me a snake. With a ninja sword. I mean, *I* had a ninja sword, not that the snake had a ninja sword. That's just silly. How would he even hold it?!? Or, at the very least, how would he swing it? I don't even know why you would bring that up! It's silly!
At risk of sounding like a redneck, it *WAS* a copperhead (Agkistrodon contortrix contortrix) and the ninja sword was what I had close to hand (long story). It was only a juvenile (about 12 inches? or so.) but in my defense, it was trying to get into my home, with my dog and my cat, and my wife, and where I have a habit of storing my precious me.
So I kilt him good. Lopped the head from the serpents body, and disposed of the head and body in two seperate locations. (I read too much mythology.)
Now, with the kilted snake, with a ninja sword, this post reads like an episode of Highlander, and sounds much more manly than "I killed a little snake."
In the end, there can be only ME!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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