I'd like to share a story that you and Susan might apreciate. This ain't quite as funny, but you had to be there--a good example of instant karma in my book.
The first time my brother cooked snake it was a copperhead. The poor thing was only wanting to cross the road, but my brother jumped out and dispatched it with a short tire tool. He brought it home, skinned it, and got the skillet ready. Unfortunately, my brother must of forgot about a snake being all nervous system 'cause, when it hit that hot skillet, it slithered right out, across the stove, and down onto the floor. My brother picked it up and put it back into the skillet. Again, it slithered out.
It wasn't until my brother realized he should cut the beast up before he had control of the situation.
So remember: if you're going to cook snake, cut it up into pieces first.
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Now, I've had only three snakes die so far, all babies. I just put them into my compose. I think, however, if one of my snakes dies after they've reached adulthood, I'd like to have them preserved somehow--maybe have their hides tanned--so I marked preserved. Maybe, if they're freeze-dried, then, like coffee, they could come back to life if I just added water?