On snake heads.
When we got to the chili cook-off, gun show and rattlesnake round-up in Sweetwater, and they kill and skin the rattlesnakes...
We know not to mess with the heads.
Here's why.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Just a quick note...
Posted by FHB at 8:00 AM
Labels: snake heads
13 comments:
I'm posting, but I ain't reading or looking at this!
my husband used to raise rattlesnakes as a kid - don't ask me why.
i had the pleasure of beating the living tar out of a pygmy rattler a few years ago - the other snakes must've heard about me because i never saw another near my house afterward.
Rattlesnake stew. Almost as bad as that "chicken" you get from the "General"...LOL!!!
Next you'll be tryin' to get us hooked on black-snake subs...!
I saw that video the other day and it reminded me of one thing. I FUCKING HATE SNAKES. There are only two things that will make me scream like a little girl. Snakes and fawns hiding in the underbrush ;~).
Mushy - Hmmm, you better not. I don't wanna hear about sleepless nights.
Nanc - RAISE them? That's nuts. Thanks for comin' by though.
Bruno - Dude, the fried rattler rolled in the generals sauce was to die for! Won the contest. Kinda chewy, but hell, it's all muscle anyway.
Kerrcarto - Yea dude, me too. Squeal like a little girl, and yet drawn to them still.
When growing up in South Florida(1950s) we screwed with and kept some non poison snakes as "pets"....and came all too close with encounters with Rattlers and Cotton Mouths. I was not afraid of em' but did respect them.
I always wanted to have snakes as pets, but first my mom was phobic, then my husband.
We lived in Florida for about four years when I was really little, and I used to find garter snakes and bring them to show my Mom. It was a great way to freak out my normally unflappable mother!
I don't think I could ever eat snake, though. UGH!
Aaagh! Holy Crap! I wonder if cobras do that too?
Took my son to Sweetwater to the Rattlesnake Roundup in 1995. A good time was had by all except for the rattlesnakes.
JDP
I use to have a friend many years ago when I was stationed in San Antonio who was in the Lone Star Snake Handler's Accociation or something like that. He introduced me to Rattlesnake. I couldn't believe how good it was. Haven't had any in years though.
SHOOT IT AGAIN!!
I just shit a little bit on myself. That was freaky. Thanks.
Gottdamnit.
I knew what was going to happen. Knew it. And still... my bowels about did an emergency evac.
I hate those damn things...
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