When I was a wee lad about 10 or 11 yrs old we lived near a small town general store. People used to cut thru our back yard enroute to the store.
Well one day of fishing at the local pond,I found a dead black snake on the rail road tracks on the way home.I hooked it and dragged it thru town to show everyone .At home I hung it up on the clothsline that happened to be in the path that people used to get to the store.Why? I was a kid and kids do things like that.
Later after dark at dinner we heard some one screaming bloody murder,running and cursing,mostly screaming.
Next day I found out that fat Mary had the misfortune to pass under the line to have the snake drag off onto her shoulder. I never saw the snake or Mary pass thru our yard again. True story.
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