I had just got out the words, "what a nice work day". Nothing went wrong, everyone checked out on time, very nice, pleasant work day.
And then....
A snake.
As in Satan himself....
Granted it is a baby snake, believed to be a ground rattler, baby snake means mama snake. Believe you me, the appropriate people have been contacted.
But for this poor evil freak of nature, it sadly met its demise via a hoe. No, not a ho, I would never bad mouth LaChanski that way ;), but an actual garden tool. I finished off the little bastard with my Converses. Just in case.
We pretty much rock up in here.
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