6:00 am... and I am dealing with a snake in my kitchen? Seriously? I don't even know how the little bastard got there or what kind of a snake it is.
I hate snakes. You have no idea how much I hate snakes.
I can tell you though. I hate them so much... I am going to take this poor little bastard and put him in the coop with my chickens. They will shred him and eat him alive... on evil peck a time.
You have no idea how brutally evil chickens are until you hear the screams of a frog while they dismember it.