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Forget "Snakes on a Plane", ive got snakes in a K5

badmix

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I park my truck in a far corner of my complex as I dont drive it but once every couple of weeks. A few weeks ago, I wanted to remove the spare gas cans mounted on the back of my K5. There was a 3-4' Black racer snake hiding behind one of the cans, so that gave me a slight heart attack. I gathered it up and walked it down to the wooded area and let it go.

And then yesterday when I was messing with my A/C trying to figure out why it wasnt working. I found a complete shedded snake skin on the side fender under my hood. I still havent found the snake it belongs to, not sure if it was the same one that was hiding in the back of my K5 or not.

:confused:

 
yeah, but... at least when one crawls out from under your seat, you can jump out and run away like a little schoolgirl...

where's Sam gonna go? :dunno: :whistle: :whistle: :haha:
 
you gotta yell "MUTHA F***A" alot to get rid of them:rolleyes: I dont know why but it worked for him:dunno:
 
Just burn the damn K5 dude......you've got insurance. If I had a damn snake hanging out in my Suburban, I'd just have to set fire to it and start over. No way I could sit in my rig and not want to piss myself every time I heard a noise or thought I saw a snake peeking out at me.
 
imagine driving at night and one slithers up your pant leg real quik!!!!:eek1: I'd die in a firey crash most likely:doah:
 
imagine driving at night and one slithers up your pant leg real quik!!!!:eek1: I'd die in a firey crash most likely:doah:


I'd wreck too but with the amount of pee running down all over me, I'd walk out of the inferno steamed and smoking like a cow pie in a snow storm but not burned whatsoever.
 
Honestly, snakes dont scare me, but if I found a spider in my truck I would call in a UAV drone strike on my trucks position ASAP, then I would get on the horn with the USS Missouri and have it steam up the Mississippi and unload a full broadside of 15in cannons onto it, afterwards calling in John McClane in to get all Die Hard on the crater just to make sure. Spider 0 Me 1, or probably 10 because of serious awesomeness overkill.
 
Look at the bright side--you probably wont have any mice in the truck nesting in the heater box or munching on all the wiring....

I agree though,having a snake suddenly make an appearance while travelling 70 mph down the highway would likely cause me to wreck too...
I still have a scar from the time I was under the dash of my '66 Buick Electra removing the previous owners stereo (not part of the deal when he sold it to me)...just as I had reached up to snip the wires off,I saw something move under the dash,it was a HUGE yellow and black garden spider,the size of a tarantula coming at me...:eek1::eek1:


I pulled myself out from under the dash so fast my face got snagged on a sharp peice of metal and I probably should have gotten stitches...I took my garden hose and blasted the underside of the dash and flushed the spider out,then preceeded to STOMP on it repeately,till it was just mush on my boot soles!--I still didn't want to get back under that dash though,in case there was another one still living under there...I had that car two years,and always feraed one would come crawling out of the defroster ducts while driving it...

I remember the day at the junkyard we had to pull a tranny out of a 60's Lincoln for a customer--it had sat where it was for a decade probably--when my co-worker liftedit up with the loader,I stuck my head under it to see if the tranny was the correct one,and I soon learned the unibody's "rails" were FULL of tiny snakes about a foot long,as big around as a pencil maybe...the mamma snake then came dropping out from on top of the gas tank...I thought I was scared,the customer was so afraid of snakes he bolted ,ran all the way to the front gate,got in his car,and peeled rubber out of there...he called us back later thatday to tell us he found another tranny somewhere else,that was already sitting on a shelf at another salvage yard.....:haha:...another day a man in his 60's who had a 50's Caddy came looking for parts ,with his wife...they brought a kids red wagon to drag around to haul the parts in...they were there maybe 15 minutes before we heard the woman scream like she was stabbed,we all went running to her...she was frozen in place,pointing at the ground screaming "SNAAAAKE".....her husband walked over to where she was pointing,kicked the thing she was pointing at and he says "for crissakes Mary,its a G-D FAN BELT!...she ran back to their car anyway,and refusesd to help him look for any more parts...we all laughed so hard our sides ached...:haha:
 
Uss Missouri? I have coordinates for you for a live fire. blah blah blah 66 Buick, 20 rounds, HE. Let loose. Seconds later........... John McClane? I have a job for you... Yippie Kayyay
 
I was dating this girl back in 94 and she had a wicked, borderline evil, sense of humor. On the weekends, we used to fill the tanks on my truck, throw a cooler full of drinks and sandwiches in the back, find a dirt road and follow it until one tank got empty or we found civilization at the end of the road.

One day, about 2 hours between Lovelock and Reno, I'm under the truck looking at something for whatever reason, and she screams, "THERE'S A SNAKE!!" and throws a 2' piece of rope onto the ground next to me. :eek1:

My butt slammed shut tighter than a snare drum and I just about jumped through the floor of the truck. My whole existence was to get away by any means at my disposal. If I could have clawed my way through the floor of my truck, I would have. I scurried under the truck to the other side and as I cleared metal, I was up and running screaming like a 12 year old girl at a Justin Beiber concert.

I stopped and noticed her standing there holding the "snake" laughing like a clown and it was from then on that I realized that women were truly evil and not to be trusted when you say you are afraid of something.
 
I was dating this girl back in 94 and she had a wicked, borderline evil, sense of humor. On the weekends, we used to fill the tanks on my truck, throw a cooler full of drinks and sandwiches in the back, find a dirt road and follow it until one tank got empty or we found civilization at the end of the road.

One day, about 2 hours between Lovelock and Reno, I'm under the truck looking at something for whatever reason, and she screams, "THERE'S A SNAKE!!" and throws a 2' piece of rope onto the ground next to me. :eek1:

My butt slammed shut tighter than a snare drum and I just about jumped through the floor of the truck. My whole existence was to get away by any means at my disposal. If I could have clawed my way through the floor of my truck, I would have. I scurried under the truck to the other side and as I cleared metal, I was up and running screaming like a 12 year old girl at a Justin Beiber concert.

I stopped and noticed her standing there holding the "snake" laughing like a clown and it was from then on that I realized that women were truly evil and not to be trusted when you say you are afraid of something.


Were you riding shotgun with mark a few years ago on that snow run up to Virginia city?
 
I was working on the farm this summer and I had to get our C30 dump truck running. Pop the hood, look around, and I see a tail sticking out of the hood right where the latch is :eek:

So we get a stick and start pulling the bastard out and its about two feet long and there is still a bunch of snake in the hood.... We never got it out. We did spray a metric ****ton of starter fluid down there though, so idk if he ever got out or not. Every time I drove that truck I was keeping my eyes peeled though.
 
Honestly, snakes dont scare me, but if I found a spider in my truck I would call in a UAV drone strike on my trucks position ASAP, then I would get on the horn with the USS Missouri and have it steam up the Mississippi and unload a full broadside of 15in cannons onto it, afterwards calling in John McClane in to get all Die Hard on the crater just to make sure. Spider 0 Me 1, or probably 10 because of serious awesomeness overkill.

I was trying to hide the spider thing by talking about snakes:whistle:

See if I was driving down the road at ANY speed and a big ole hairy honkin spider fell on me from the roof or crawled over my hand I would promptly ........

1- scream like a cheerleader about to get raped

2- start smackin myself like a "speacial" kid being attacked by mosquitos

3- most likely mash the gas and purposely try to initiate a FIREY crash just to take it and the 100 buddies I 'just KNOW' he has with him all out at once

FOCK SPIDERS!

:weapon32::weapon3::weapon2::weapon21::weapon22:
 
I was trying to hide the spider thing by talking about snakes:whistle:

See if I was driving down the road at ANY speed and a big ole hairy honkin spider fell on me from the roof or crawled over my hand I would promptly ........

1- scream like a cheerleader about to get raped

2- start smackin myself like a "speacial" kid being attacked by mosquitos

3- most likely mash the gas and purposely try to initiate a FIREY crash just to take it and the 100 buddies I 'just KNOW' he has with him all out at once

FOCK SPIDERS!

:weapon32::weapon3::weapon2::weapon21::weapon22:


Oh you'd love the desert right around the Smoke Creek and Black Rock deserts in northern Nevada where the tarantulas cross the roads in the afternoon. They're not as big as the ones in Arizona, just the size of a drink lid, but I've been driving along and seen the road just crawling with dozens of those nasty fockers. :yikes:
 
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