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I'm out of corn-trol!

Hi Sunny! I live just outside of Lethbridge so about 2.5 hours from you. I will indeed be at the show. I'm hoping to get my beardie a wife there. :grin01:

Okay you guys, quit alluding to Dean putting a snake in the oven and not telling the whole story! Details man, details! Perhaps Dean and I should trade usernames. :p

Nanci, you actually read my stories? I thought everyone tuned me out after my first week here. I always have stories of animals trying to attack me. I'm almost positive it's because I'm at least eight shades of super awesome and they are jealous of me. See that picture of Sir Killsalot? I had to ditch the camera and use the lid of the container as a shield because he kept striking at me. He's just jealous of how awesome I am. Eventually he'll accept it and stop wishing he was a venemous snake with the ability spit his poison at me. One of my friends told me that she thinks it won't be long until he's flicking his poo at me like a monkey. I wish she hadn't said that in front of him because I'm fairly certain he wouldn't have thought of doing that for at least another month. Now I'll have to watch his face to make sure he's not straining to drop a brown clown big enough to inflict both a stain and a welt in the middle of my forehead.

I was also recently attacked by a very sweet gecko. The chick at the pet store told me they're 'really nice animals and don't bite unless they are hungry or scared." She is a filthy liar! The second I put my hand in the tank, that little beast bit me, and not just once. I did the Kramer jump back and liar lady sweetly said; "Oh gosh, he has never done that before. He must need some crickets." I told her to forget the crickets and get him an exorcist. The worst part is that I got bit and then proceeded to BUY a freakin gecko. Seriously, who does that? Sometimes even I'm amazed at my own level of stupidity.

So I get my new Leopard gecko home and get him all set up in his new tank. Over the next few days he appears to do nothing more than sleep and I post in Joejr's thread, saying I don't see what's so great about geckos. Sure enough, that night he is out and about his tank and I get my face close to the glass and ask him if he does any tricks or anything worth keeping him around for. He ignores me so I tell him I should've bought his devil posessed friend instead because at least that dude was interesting. Lo and behold he turns quickly and jumps at me, hitting his nose on the glass. He then goes on to literally maim his crickets as if to send me a very clear message that he is not going to tolerate my crap. Respeck. He also poops on the roof of the lovely hidey house I made for him. He's a keeper for sure.

Sure some might say animals can sense evil and that's why they all hate me but I still choose to believe they are just jealous of my super awesomeness.
 
Oh, SnakeNbake...if only I were a snake...you wouldn't need to worry about getting bitten or poo thrown at you. You would, however, get real sick of finding me in your panty drawer after I escaped again...but at least you would always know where to find me...every day... :crazy02:
 
tyflier said:
finding me in your panty drawer after I escaped

OH....THAT'S real smooth....(wish I was that snake) :grin01:

This is why Glenda won't post any more PICTURES!!! :bang:
 
SnakeNbake said:
Okay you guys, quit alluding to Dean putting a snake in the oven and not telling the whole story! Details man, details! Perhaps Dean and I should trade usernames.
. . . and I even included a link in my original post !!?? . . . (#11 . . . click on the underlined words . . .) What more can a guy do?! :shrugs:

Drizzt80 said:
Yeah, but he lets his snakes play IN the stove . . . You sure you want to hang around that kind of irresponsibility? Or are you just trying to get in good with the new mod?!

D80
 
I don't know how I missed the stove incident when it originally happened. I must have not been completely sucked into cs.com at that time- although it was when I was obsessing over Inez's for sale picture and plotting how to get her.

Nanci
 
awesome collection, I think ill stick with just the one myself....I chose a car over a house :p
 
TandJ said:
I never seen the baby pictures of Dean, but have seen many views of Mr Munsons rather petite man hands.. *lol*..... So yes, you might be right, his nice little fingers might be better than the average meat hooks.. *lol* :sidestep: :sidestep: :sidestep:

Hides from the recently Modded Mr Munson...
Wow, I might have expected this kind of sand-bagging from one of my single competitors here Tim, but from you? It's simply uncalled for. If you weren't mean-looking and twice my size, I'd give you a piece of my mind! Hopefully Jenn will see this thread and give you a stern talking-to for me. :grin01:
 
SnakeNbake said:
Sure some might say animals can sense evil and that's why they all hate me but I still choose to believe they are just jealous of my super awesomeness.
Hah! Love the leo story. :)

Well, at least your herps respect either you evil-ness or your super-awesomeness. My snakes don't respect me at all. I guess my dainty hands don't threaten them all that much, so I don't often get bitten. And I know I'm a little pale, but when they call me an amel behind my back, it really hurts. :cry: :grin01:
 
You know, Chris, my best friend in Minnesota had a husband who was always in her panty drawer. It later turned out that, after 25 years of marriage, he discovered that he was a woman trapped in a man's body. Nice.

Nanci
 
Nanci said:
You know, Chris, my best friend in Minnesota had a husband who was always in her panty drawer. It later turned out that, after 25 years of marriage, he discovered that he was a woman trapped in a man's body. Nice.

Nanci
Trust me, Nanci...if I decide to rummage through a woman's panty drawer the last thing on my mind is how I am going to look in them...I'm more concerned with how she might look OUT of them :D...
 
Well SNB, that's how it all starts... One here, two there... selling your blood two weeks before a show to get that Bloodred... (that is the real reason they are called that you know). Next year you'll be adding on an addition, to house the multitude of snakes that you finally ran out of names for, and are now just referred to by a number, (Hondo #3104 is doing fine by the way, thanks for asking). The ladies that work the counter at the Super Walmart will think you have OCD because your buying Simple Green by the case and Rubbermade tubs every week. They're wondering what the heck your storing so much of... You're in luck though, the support group meets once a year at Daytona... See ya' there :grin01:
 
LOL @ #3104! I'd be willing to bet there are people here who've had to resort to doing that. I'm already well known in the pet stores here thanks to my warped sense of humor but man do I get excited when there's someone new working. I'm always sure to target the new guy and ask him things like, "Where do you guys keep your feeder kittens? My snake has requested a fluffy one with kind eyes," or I'll wait until the new guy is ringing in my mouse purchases and then I'll say something like "I sure hope these fuzzies have more meat on them than the last ones did. I still felt hungry after eating all twenty of the last batch." Some people will laugh as if they know I'm joking but I find that if I just manage to keep a straight face while staring them down, the laughter turns to pure horror, and that my friends, is comedy gold. Another fun thing to do is pick up the smallest container possible and ask them how many bunnies you could squeeze into it. Then ask where they keep their bunnies so you can test it yourself before parting with your hard earned money.

Drizz, I didn't notice the link the first time around. Thanks for reposting it so I could laugh at the idea of Dean spending his entire Saturday sitting in a chair waiting to hear the crinkle of a plastic bag. Dean, you really should have done what I do and hammered on the snake's self-esteem until it finally surrendered and came out as a broken shell of its former self. I find this method to be quite effective. Another good option would've been to turn the stove on and when the snake tried to escape its impending doom, push his tiny head back into the fire and yell, "YOU MADE YOUR CHOICE!" Then later nail his charred carcas to the wall in the reptile room to let the others know you are not to be messed with. I'd even go in there once a day to spit on the carcas and shoot menacing glares at any animal brave enough to make eye contact with me. I find these methods also effective with small children and the elderly.

No need to thank me for the advice. It was given out of the kindness of my heart...because I'm kind like that...and I have a kind heart....a heart that would have kind eyes if it had eyes. My heart is the feeder kitten of hearts.
 
SnakeNbake said:
Drizz, I didn't notice the link the first time around. Thanks for reposting it so I could laugh at the idea of Dean spending his entire Saturday sitting in a chair waiting to hear the crinkle of a plastic bag. Dean, you really should have done what I do and hammered on the snake's self-esteem until it finally surrendered and came out as a broken shell of its former self. I find this method to be quite effective. Another good option would've been to turn the stove on and when the snake tried to escape its impending doom, push his tiny head back into the fire and yell, "YOU MADE YOUR CHOICE!" Then later nail his charred carcas to the wall in the reptile room to let the others know you are not to be messed with. I'd even go in there once a day to spit on the carcas and shoot menacing glares at any animal brave enough to make eye contact with me. I find these methods also effective with small children and the elderly.

No need to thank me for the advice. It was given out of the kindness of my heart...because I'm kind like that...and I have a kind heart....a heart that would have kind eyes if it had eyes. My heart is the feeder kitten of hearts.

O.M.G. That was perfect! I was laughing so hard, I had tears! I don't know how you do it SNB, but keep it up. I always know I'll have a good laugh reading your posts!

BTW. I went from 1 snake for 3 years to now having added 2 more snakes in the past 4 months. and heading to the reptile show later today. Who know what I'll end up with besides the pinks and fuzzies I'm going for.
 
Dean mentioned the following..

Wow, I might have expected this kind of sand-bagging from one of my single competitors here Tim, but from you? It's simply uncalled for. If you weren't mean-looking and twice my size, I'd give you a piece of my mind! Hopefully Jenn will see this thread and give you a stern talking-to for me.


You know how that talk will go don't you Dean.. Eventually my chin goes into the chest, the lower lip starts to protrude, my eyes roll up, and the arguement ends with, yes Dear, your right again.. *lol* Then slither off to my little corner.. Now as far as other woman go, hell no, I don't need another.. One Wife is expensive enough ( spoiled too ) I could not afford a girlfriend, besides I don't ever have enough time now.. *lol*

Regards.. Tim of T and J
 
Sorry I didn't reply sooner but all hell has broken loose at my house. In the past 24 hours I've been hit with a bad flu, got a call informing me that one of my friends got in an accident and broke both his arms, had to massage and soak an impacted Beardie while vomitting on myself, and found out my new snake has mites.

That's just freaking awesome! Hey if any of you get a minute, could you kill me? Thanks!
 
Wow, it must be SirKillsalot's evil aura!! It seems its finally having an effect on you! Well good luck with......your Apocalypse ;)


---Kenny
 
Yikes, yes quite the apocalypse.

And I had one snake for 3 years and just jumped to 4 in 3 1/2 months. And I'm not the one trying to stop the continued expansion. It's my parents. They haven't quite reached the level of obsession I have.

P.S. Nice snakes!! I love the stripe!
 
Wow! hell breaking loose indeed! Hope you feel better soon, before Sir Killsalot realises you're under par!
 
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