June 04, 2006
it's a conspiracy!
I blame terrorists. Or drug pushers. Or disgruntled postal workers.
All I know for sure is... I've seen several stories like this one lately, and that crap frightens the hell out of me.
It's one thing to shoot at me, wire my automobile ignition switch to a bomb under the driver's seat, or sic a divorce lawyer on my ass with the intention of stealing everything that I own. In a perverse sort of way, I can UNDERSTAND that kind of mindless behavior. Some angry people really enjoy being total assholes.
But when nut-balls start planting SNAKES in cars and airplanes... well, that's just going a step too far in viciousness and cruelty. I would much rather have somebody throw a live hand grenade at me than leave a got-dam snake in my vehicle.
Not even one of my ex-wives has stooped THAT low yet, and they both can limbo under a stick layin' flat on the ground. They may get some really good ideas for making me miserable or dead that they haven't tried yet if they keep reading such stories in the news.
Snakes!!!. Sweet Bejus! I ain't afraid of dying, but I damn sure don't want to do it of a heart attack while I drown in my own shit. In a car or an airplane. In the dark. When I'm alone... with a got-damn snake crawling over me!
We live in a crazy world.
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