There’s an old story about a guy who found a baby bobcat and raised it. When it got older, it was wild and vicious, so he and his buddies stuffed it into a suitcase and left it on a corner near a bus stop. A carload of dark-skinned gentlemen cruised by a couple of times, and then skimmed up the suitcase without even stopping. About half a block later, the car doors flew open and these same gentlemen set Olympic records exiting the area. I doubt this is true, but it’s a good story.
“There’s an old story about a guy who found a baby bobcat and raised it.”
It would be very easy to do something similar with a rattlesnake curled up in the packaging material. I wouldn’t want to be the guy digging his hands around in there.