Thursday, October 10, 2019

Fake Kane's "My Time Is Now" moment. "Arson-al of Freedom"

So they're are urban legends of alligators in the sewers, but really, who gives a crap about that?

The worse fear, by fear, is of the snake crawling through the plumbing into the toilet bowl.  Some among us would use the scatter gun on the offending creature, and here is some free and fair advice:

Upon pulling the trigger, turn away VERY FAST so that the richochet doesn't get you in the eyes.



 As I say so oft, "better safe than sorry".

Miss Missouri even developed a phobia of the matter, opting to even sell her house and move away, hoping for greener pastures.  (Miss Misery, I says. :)  And during the process, was never at rest without without a machete under her pillow.

Thats more dignity than most of us have.  "Warm and loving" says Nicholson.  "They welcomed me" he says, after first scurrying away, but then getting control of his better senses.  "This is a very open family" he commented to gathered visitors.

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