UPDATE: SNAKES VS. HUMANS
They're still winning.
(Thanks to Andy the Tropic Hunt Guy)
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They're still winning.
(Thanks to Andy the Tropic Hunt Guy)
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yea! we're up.
Posted by: cyn | August 27, 2005 at 12:09 PM
ppfffttt!
DUH!
Posted by: cyn | August 27, 2005 at 12:10 PM
I can understand burning a couch because you found snakes under it... I once sold a car simply because my dog threw up in the change holder. If I'd had access to matches, who knows what might have transpired.
Posted by: Jillywilly | August 27, 2005 at 12:13 PM
She had a couch on her PORCH? How did she protect it from getting wet and moldy? EEWWWW!!! No wonder there were snakes living in it. YUCK!!
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | August 27, 2005 at 12:30 PM
Of course the snakes are winning. I swear, you'd think people would have a little more common sense.
*re-reads comment*
Somebody help! I'm turning into my mother!
Posted by: Bumble | August 27, 2005 at 12:38 PM
The picture tells the whole story - the house really burned!!!!!
And yes Bumble, you are. Please stop.
Posted by: Bumble's Mom | August 27, 2005 at 12:50 PM
Ha-ha El. Very funny. :-)
Posted by: Bumble | August 27, 2005 at 01:33 PM
Aunt Nancy, lots of people in the south have couches on their Covered porches. It's a pleasant place to spend an evening. Neighbors, walking by, stop to visit.
As for how she got rid of the snakes:
Gee, who knew flames go UP? Duh.
Posted by: Sondra | August 27, 2005 at 01:39 PM
When my twins were two years old, they were playing on the patio of my Upstate NY home.
I was out there supervising when I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that a green snake had popped it's head out between the bricks.
It must've been fifty feet long, and that was just what was ABOVE ground.
I yelled, "OMG, it's a snake!" and the three of us went into Three Stooges mode, frantically elbowing each other through the back door.
Hayley screamed, "OMG, it's a snake!" at the top of her lungs, which, incidentally, was her first complete sentence.
Posted by: Amy | August 27, 2005 at 01:40 PM
Snakes are bad, but I'd be more scared of "Old Man Phifer up the road" or that scarey dentist with the giant cranium in the ad on the right. I wouldn't want any of them on my couch.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | August 27, 2005 at 02:44 PM
Amy - snork. You'll always have that memory to cherish, when she goes (or went) off to college, walks down the aisle, etc., of your little one's first sentence, "OMG, it's a snake!"
Re-enactments should provide excellent entertainment for grandchildren.
Posted by: Maud | August 27, 2005 at 02:46 PM
Off topic, but.....
Maud - warm enough for you today????
Posted by: Eleanor | August 27, 2005 at 02:48 PM
I save the most embarrassing re-enactments for their boyfriends. After all, what's a mother for?
Posted by: Amy | August 27, 2005 at 02:49 PM
Sondra - Are the porches enclosed, or just covered? I mean, this sounded like your standard living room couch, not a metal or wicker made-for-outdoors "couch" with waterproof cushions. My Mom has an "outdoor" couch on her screened-in porch. It still gets wet but is made to withstand the elements. Maybe I'm dense (goes without saying?) but I'm not following the logic here. Assuming there is logic here.
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | August 27, 2005 at 02:49 PM
El: Fancy meeting you here!
Posted by: Amy | August 27, 2005 at 02:51 PM
Nancy, I think we can safely assume this was a living room couch, tastefully planted on her front porch, surrounded by carefully chosen chochkas and complimentary throw pillows.
Not to mention an old, rusty car on the lawn.
*signals Sanford and Son theme song*
Posted by: Amy | August 27, 2005 at 02:54 PM
I'm also picturing one of those crocheted (sp?) throw things (a la Roseanne) over the back of it - with holes!
Posted by: Eleanor | August 27, 2005 at 03:02 PM
*waves just a friendly hi to Amy*
thinks to herself, this is my lucky day....
Posted by: Eleanor | August 27, 2005 at 03:03 PM
Yum, charbroiled snakes. They taste like chicken ya know. Well...that's what I heard.
Posted by: gooberette | August 27, 2005 at 03:12 PM
Eleanor: AAUUUUUGGGHHHHH!
OK, so it's not a hurricane, just heat and humidity. Personally, I'd prefer a hurricane...a nice, wet, cold hurricane (in which no-one gets hurt.) I don't have A/C so, to sum up, AAUUGGHHHH! (I hope you're bearing up.)
Posted by: Maud | August 27, 2005 at 04:01 PM
at least the dog was OK
Posted by: TCK | August 27, 2005 at 04:24 PM
I once observed some soldiers (not Americans) douse a rat with lighter fluid and set it on fire. It immediately ran into an ammunition bunker and set off a long and spectacular fireworks display.
Posted by: Stupendous Man | August 27, 2005 at 06:04 PM
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Posted by: Y. B. Normal | August 27, 2005 at 10:54 PM
lamroN .B .Y--
.dehs loot eht ni ecnediser pu nekat ydaerla dah sknuks esuaceB
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | August 28, 2005 at 12:17 AM
lamroN .B .Y--
.warts trohs eht werd sekans esuaceB
Posted by: Stupendous Man | August 28, 2005 at 01:05 AM
*KRONS*
Posted by: cyn | August 28, 2005 at 04:55 AM
As for a couch on the porch - where do YOU live? As Jeff Foxworthy says: "If your lawn furniture used to be your living room furniture..." [YMBAR]
Posted by: Wally Ballou | August 28, 2005 at 11:40 AM
Why do I have the feeling this lady would have reacted the same way if the uninvited visitors on her porch were neighbor kids rather than wildlife?
Posted by: ulla | August 28, 2005 at 11:01 PM