That many snakes that well fed would lead me to guess there will be an extreme varmint population growth forthcoming . No snake lover , but will admit to catching Copperheads and Rattlers back in Oklahoma when i encountered them on my land , there was a group that would collect them for medical research of some kind .
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Originally posted by okrattler View PostI crawled under a house last year that had rattlesnakes under it and got stuck under a floor joist. I got half way under it and couldn't back out of get through. The home owner was outside asking if everything was going alright. "Oh.....Yeah everything's going great."Lol
The worst one was probably the one with insulation laying all over the ground so I couldn't really see what I was crawling over and it was a little colder outside so the snakes weren't really active or wanting to rattle.
I'm not claustrophobic but when you're pinned under something like that and you start thinking you're not gonna get out it's hard not to start feeling a little anxiety. Not to mention the pile of snakes 5 feet away. I don't mind being in a confined space but I like to be able to get out of it.
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Originally posted by BigThicketBoy View PostI just don't get it, I've stomped around E TX my whole life and never even worried about stepping on a snake. In my experience they feel you coming way before you get to them and get the he ll out of your way.
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I was, we'll call it, "quite scared".
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When I was in HS working plumbing in the summer time we had a customer call in because she had gone to sit down on the toilet and realized there was a copper head in their
Being the apprentice, I got tasked with reconnecting the drain pipe that had come undone, right in the middle of the house. We found plenty of skins underneath, but thankfully no live snakes. You couldn't pay me enough to go back under there now!
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Originally posted by BitBackShot View PostI stepped over a cottonmouth that was in a little creek wearing nothing but boxers one morning when I was going to check drop lines in the main river. Didn't even move until I was full straddling it, family jewels primed for the strike.
I was, we'll call it, "quite scared".
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