Ever since I saw the "friendly" creature at the bottom of the stairs near my car, I carry my Swiffer Sweeper with me when I leave the house. Purse, briefcase, beachbag, Swiffer Sweeper.
Damn I stink at this! I lost my whole core audience?!
I'll try to explain. I was comparing the real slimy snake that scared the heck out of me, to a snake male friend that I had added to my Facebook account and had to de-friend/de-select. If I lost you anywhere else, well I guess I'm lost too.At least I'm with good people! Lets have a party!