[Rick V]

Okay I am scared to death of snakes, I have a very real irrational fear of any and all snakes that is so bad I pulled a gun on my son some years ago for chasing me up into my old Ramcharger with a dead snake. Remember this fear since it has a great deal to do with the following event.
I was doing some service on the tractor and had the front end jacked up a few feet and was laying under it. My compressor was running to charge the tank a few feet away, and it is one of those direct drive compressors that sound like a female dinosaur's sex toy, a very very loud buzzing sound that will wake the dead.
Beth was off in the yard clipping some bushes and such, or so I thought she was. As I rolled out from under the tractor I heard Beth yelling at me over the droning of Dino's joy toy to see her standing five feet away from me with a snake pinched in her lopping sheers. I had an old deck blade in my hand and we almost had the sequel to sling blade done in one take.
I am sure I won't poo for days after that scare but I promise that when I do I am going to not flush and leave it for Beth to find as a reward for her actions today.