"I continue to kill the poisonous ones and make no apologies for it."
That's what I do. I saw "Lonesome Dove".
"I've hunted rattlesnakes in Sweetwater, (I don't gas dens), "
My dad went there recently & hunted rattlesnakes at the roundup. He got one. He could have gotten more but said that he let others get them because they had come all the way from Norway. Except the guides my dad had used gas.
When I was young I used to go to the local park. One day while me & my little brother was exploring, we found a bridge & went past it. I was in front. On a bush 3' ahead of me was a huge, evil looking black snake just watching me.
I froze for a good 8 minutes. It stayed & looked at me for a while & then it just left. I proceeded to run away & scream bloody murder.
Another time I was hiking through the woods alone to get to a friends house. Well to get there I had to cross a field. Well halfway into the field I see a huge, evil looking black snake. I froze. It slithered away to the left. I went to the right.
Another time me & my parents were kayaking with some friends of ours down a river. Our friends were in a canoe in front, I was in a kayak by myself in the middle & my parents were in a canoe in the back. Well 30 minutes into a 4 hour ride down river, I look to my right at a rock in the middle of the river. Laying on that rock was a huge, evil looking water moccasain.
Let me tell you something. Lance Armstrong has got nothing on me. I started paddleing enthusiasticly down river. I screamed back to my folks "Moccasain on the rocks! LOOK OUT!" No one was hurt.
Another time I was kayaking with my friends & parents we stopped to have lunch on a rock. As we were eating, my dad noticed a black snake swimming toward us. I grabbed my paddle ready to beat the demon snake back to the bowels of hell from which it came. It turned around & swam away.