CSI: EVANSVILLE
A gang of serial snake thieves is on the loose.
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January 06, 2009
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There is NOTHING lower... actually I don't think there CAN be anything lower than a snake thief. Maybe a gopher rustler?
Posted by: padraig | January 06, 2009 at 09:52 AM
Cereal snakes?!?
*hunts frantically through milk in cereal bowl*
Whew! None here.
Posted by: Mikey | January 06, 2009 at 09:57 AM
Ssssssssssssomebody sssssssssstop them!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 06, 2009 at 10:03 AM
Police said suspects may be armed and hissing.
Posted by: Margaritaville | January 06, 2009 at 10:11 AM
"Police identify four suspects in theft of five snakes from three Evansville pet stores"
Wait, they didn't say how many police were involved.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 06, 2009 at 10:50 AM
"Hey! Is that a snake in your pants? Or ya just happy to see me?"
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | January 06, 2009 at 10:54 AM
serial snakes: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Posted by: Betsy | January 06, 2009 at 11:02 AM
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Parallel snakes...
Posted by: Allen at Division | January 06, 2009 at 11:08 AM
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USB snakes?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 06, 2009 at 11:25 AM
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Snakes in the grass.
Posted by: ron | January 06, 2009 at 11:27 AM
i took a walk out on the glenn
i took a walk out on the glen
a book of verse in tow
melancholy - remembering when
there was no serpent below
only a moment, sometimes it seems
has passed since it arrived
the occasional wriggle or gentle nibble
reminds me it's still alive
penance it seems, must have an end
or else it profits nothing
would that it were divine - my end
would be one serpent sloughing
but there will be no rectitude
no end to nether pain
i'll walk a life of solitude,
in emptiness, in vain.
so i sigh, thumb through my book,
recline upon soft grass
each verse is smeared by rueful tears
for a snake crawled up my ass
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 06, 2009 at 11:29 AM
If you put a padlock on your zipper it makes it harder for someone to grab your Boa. Or for ass snakes to go spelunking.
Posted by: Steve "Luther" Irwin III | January 06, 2009 at 11:41 AM
*Nominates mud for blog poet laureate intestine*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 06, 2009 at 11:41 AM
~~~~~~~~===~~~ (smokin' snake)
and YAY to mud and his snake-in-the-ass prose!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 06, 2009 at 11:47 AM
*tosses colon up to mud's butt poem*
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 06, 2009 at 11:59 AM
*snork!* mud said "rectitude"
And Mikey, they said you'd eat anything.
Posted by: Cat R | January 06, 2009 at 12:05 PM
Um....actually I hate everything.
OK Geezers, recite with me:
"Lets get Mikey. He won't eat it. He hates everything!
He likes it! Hey Mikey!!
Posted by: Mikey | January 07, 2009 at 02:29 PM