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To: MeekOneGOP
I handled a case a once, a man had multiple copperhead bites to the hand. Guy was a mess.

When I called to follow up on his progress the rest of the story was:

Drunken man and buddy visiting, apparently a nest of young copperheads were weathering out a cold spell under the porch and got into the kitchen.

The drunk ineffectively had tried to stomp them and then pick them up and throw them out the door.

The only thing worse than a venomous snake is a ticked off venomous snake.
98 posted on 04/03/2005 11:52:23 AM PDT by TASMANIANRED (Shopping for a new tag line.)
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To: TASMANIANRED
Yep. Don't mess with a copperhead.

I remember when I was about 14 or so, we went to visit my cousin out in the boonies here in N. Central Texas.

It was early spring and she had some blackberries we were picking. I was squatted down picking them and all of a sudden I see something moving just below my hands where I was picking. I jumped up and told my aunts (who were also there picking berries) I thought it was a snake. They, being old country girls and all, went and got a hoe and a shovel and started beating the berry bushes. He came out and they whacked his head and killed him quick.

He was about 4 feet long or so. He had been less than a foot from my hand, too. Yikes.


100 posted on 04/03/2005 12:15:21 PM PDT by MeekOneGOP (There is only one GOOD 'RAT: one that has been voted OUT of POWER !! Straight ticket GOP!)
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To: TASMANIANRED

Must have been serious drunk.


139 posted on 04/03/2005 6:20:09 PM PDT by international american (Tagline now fireproof....purchased from "Conspiracy Guy Custom Taglines"LLC)
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