she told me not to post them here

PMs it is again huh?

depends on what's in it for me

Well...The pix are all ruined anyway...And despite what you said, I KNOW that wasn't your thumb in all of 'em...hahaha

heh thumb? damn thats small :)

i think the main problem with HDC is there aren't enough discussions about. . .









ME!
:D

All these posts just proves that it was the radiation.

By the way, I was ten.

It was the year after U2 released The Joshua Tree. It was the year that New Kids on the Block oozed onto the scene. I was in fifth grade with possibly the most evil human being as my teacher. I shit you negative. My DAD even ripped her a new one. I think he threatened to kick her ass. As I recall his exact words were, "If my daughter comes home crying again, I'm going to come up there, and you and I are going to go at it." This was an older lady too. I've never been so enamoured with my dad.

Rayne, you know I love you to pieces, but I don't think that snakes should be kept in captivity. I've worked in a pet store with boas and pythons. Every time I picked them up and let them settle onto my hand getting warm and looked into their little eyes... They seemed to say, "Please Ms. Human, let me go. Let me slither instead of being stuck in that fucking glass tank where greasy fingered children tap on the glass despite the fucking sign that specifically tells them not to do so. Please let me go so that I can warm in the sun at my leisure, crawl under the leaves if I get too hot, eat live mice instead of frozen dead baby mice. I don't like being held. I'm not a godamned dog or cat or bunny, although I really like bunnies, yum. Please!" When I look into their eyes, I see total and complete boredom.

I don't hold with people making pets out of reptiles, except maybe iguanas and turtles. They can actually develope a sort of relationship with their human companions. Snakes just don't give a fuck. You feed them, and their like "Food. Don't do me any favors, now. Get the fuck away from me."

Well...I didn't have any "greasy fingered children" at the time...I set all of the snakes (I had 13 of them) loose in the creek (where I had caught them in the first place) just before Seri was born...I figured that would be the safest thing to do, can't have poisonous snakes in the house with a baby...Turned out I was probably right, because Seri is a total terror, and most likely would have killed them :eek: :D....That's just a joke of course, because when Seri was 14 or 15, she went nuts when she heard that my mother killed a snake on her porch...I'm pretty sure that I already posted THAT story here somewhere...Anyway, she was livid...Said things like "What did that snake do to HER?!"..."Poor, defenseless, little thing"..."I can think of some PEOPLE that deserve it a lot more"

I fed them really well...They ate huge goldfish, shad and minnows, every day...Even though they didn't NEED to eat every day.....I just loved to watch them attack and eat.....They would swim underwater, right underneath the swimming fish...Then pop up out of the water with the fish in their mouth...Then they would, speed across the water (looked like running on water...wish I could describe this part better, it's really cool......okay, imagine about 8 inches of the snake, from the middle of its body to the tip of its tail, laying flat on the water...While the REST ot the snake is standing up out of the water...with the fish (about 3-4 inches long) in its mouth...looks very 'loch ness-ish')...They would get the fish to the rocks, throw it out of the water, then turn it around head first and swallow it...

Even my dick?

It needs to be of some importance to discuss it...:D