Snake Anecdotes

The fun and opportunities for embarrassment never stop when I'm around. Truly.

Take, for example, this past Saturday: Christmas Day. I was at Holly's house, unpacking a box of new clothes that my sister-in-law had very generously sent to Holly's kids for Christmas. In the box was a t-shirt with a snake drawn on it (similar to the one in this picture). Jeff, who knows about these things, proclaimed that the cartoon snake wasn't a poisonous variety. He then went on to say that snake venom by itself is harmless--you can drink it even; it's the chemical snakes inject in your blood with the venom when they bite you that's deadly. (Or something like that.)

Holly: That makes sense. They milk snakes for their venom.

Me: Yeah, to make anecdotes for snake bites.

Holly & Jeff: [Hysterical laughter]

Holly: Uh, you mean antidotes?

Me: [Covers face in embarrassment with children's clothes as raucous laughter continues]

See what I mean?