From The West Wing- "Guns Not Butter"
CJ: Okay, I think what we are going to do is that I think we're going to wait until after the vote at 10:30 'cause if we don't win it would be a mistake for this picture to run tomorrow.
Leo: How big a mistake?
CJ: One from which certainly my job would have hung in the balance.
Leo: ...If I see the President's wearing a hat or that thing's wearing a Bartlet button, I'm hiding snakes in your car.
CJ: Come on. Don't say that. Not even to joke.
Leo: You're never going to know where they are... or if you got them all out... Going to lay their eggs right in the glove compartment.
This little scene pretty much sums up my feelings about snakes. Ewww. Shudder. The slit eyes, no legs (WTF, how do they get around??? NO LEGS???)
I avoid them when at all possible. I refuse to let the boys see my fear, though. I don't want them to think they need to be afraid of these horrible, yucky critters. I'm waiting for the day when LG walks in with a garter snake from out in the yard and I pass out.
Aaaargh. I'm having trouble focusing today. I will spare you the rest of what my addled brain is coming up with regarding fear.
Have a good weekend folks.