I dreamt I woke up in the middle of the night and decided to climb out of my nice big comfy bed to make a bathroom run, but when I tried walking across my bedroom floor barefoot I stepped on a snake!
EWWWWW...
I turned the light on and there were snakes everywhere hissing at me—big snakes and little snakes, poisonous and harmless... There were tiny little garden snakes, medium-sized rattlers, and large boa constrictors. There was even a King Cobra racing under my bed!
What the heck?! This ain't no game of Snakes and Ladders! I feel like Samuel L. Jackson in Snakes on a Plane or Indiana Jones in Raiders of the Lost Ark. Where's Harry Potter speaking "parseltongue" when you need him?
Hmm... I wonder what it means???
