There’s a grey ratsnake that keeps roaming around my back porch. I know that they’re “good snakes” or whatever, so I’m going to leave it be, but man the urge to kill it with fire and then scatter its ashes to the four winds is STRONG.
There’s a grey ratsnake that keeps roaming around my back porch. I know that they’re “good snakes” or whatever, so I’m going to leave it be, but man the urge to kill it with fire and then scatter its ashes to the four winds is STRONG.
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Snakes are my only like legit phobia. And when my fight or flight instinct comes, my amygdala just straight SMASHES that fight button.
Hard same