Originally Posted by Twolunger

Sue and I were bike riding and a five foot rattler was crossing the road. Sue wouldn't get within 20 feet of the rattler. I told her it wasn't a Spitting Cobra so she could get close like I did to check it out. When she got within 10 feet, being goofy, I yelled RUN and run she did, throwing her bike down on the road, bending the handlebars and breaking the mirror. I was laughing until she yelled and called me a few things I didn't know she had in her vocabulary. I had to fix her bike with my head tucked in like a scared turtle. Such abuse!