The Snakes Crawl at Night - Charlie Pride

I seem to have a thing for snakes... I don't know why. I just like 'em. In any case... this particular article caught me eye, primarily because it was about snakes. The long and short of it was that an 8-foot python was found in the middle of a street in Scarborough, Ontario. Scarborough is noted for its lack of jungle, and in fact, total lack of anything green aside from the occasional spot of fungal growth on the underside of a cardboard Pepsi cup.

Quite frankly, I can't imagine the surprise of an individual arriving at their regular intersection on their way home and being greeted by a yawning and dozy pile of reptilian menace lifted straight from Jumangi.

My favourite part - and here I'm quoting the article - was that...

"The officers tested the snake’s temperament by prodding it with their batons..."

This is how a newspaper writer attempts to report "The officers then decided to poke at it with sticks." The snake, apparently, was relatively amicable to this and didn't attack viciously. Which, really, is a real pity - if only because I would have loved to see the euphamisms used then.

"The snake then tested the officer's epidermous for reisistance to puncture, by prodding it sharply with its lower fangs. Sadly, the external soft-shell of the human was vulnerable."