Since I just had this conversation with my parents. Its fresh on my mind. Snakes. I'm afraid of snakes. Living in the middle of nowhere its gonna happen at least once a year. There is going to be a snake in my yard, on our porch, or in the road. We have a snake (I'm sure he's always different) that appears on our porch to try to eat the little birdies that have a nest. I'm terrified I'm going to be the one who see's him one year when I'm walking in the front door.
So yeah, I''m afraid of snakes. I don't care what kind of snake. In my opinion there is no "good" snake! Even looking up a picture freaks me out a little. haha.
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