What was that movie? Snakes on planes or some such idiocy. I didn't go see it because I hate snakes. They absolutely creep me out with their slithery, slimey, poisonous selves.
A friend sent me an email a couple of days ago about a lady bringing home a potted plant from the store that had baby copperheads in the bottom of it. I guess it has been on my mind ever since because last night I had a dream that a big fat beefy snake like a boa constrictor had my fist in its mouth. Just as I began to freak out in my dream, I woke up. My hand was in a tight fist and sore. The creepiness of it has stuck with me all day. I'm kind of afraid to go to sleep tonight.
Why couldn't she have sent me an email about this snake? I don't mind waking up laughing. I don't think I'll be able to buy another plant again until I verify the validity of the story. How big are snake eggs? They would have gotten squashed. Don't you think? Of course, now I just read in the boa link that boas don't lay eggs, they give birth to snakes. Great!