Back when I was little my dad would take us to snake alley.  It was filled with snake meat, snake soup, snake alcohol, and snake side shows.  The one I remember best was mongoose versus cobra:

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Guess who won?  Well snake alley is no more, it got cleaned up along with the betel nut chewing and spitting on sidewalks.  We did buy many snakes not to consume, but to take home as pets.  Pythons mostly.  They didn’t always stay in the aquarium tank and mom got some not-so-happy surprises.

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In high school I brought my corn snake in a sack to school and friends’ houses.  One time at the Uyeda household playing super mario or nintendo something, passing the snake around, the snake had diarrhea in my hands.  It is to this day still one of the more foul smells I know.

 

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In the cliffs above the waterhole Barranco blanco was this coiled up viper.  Youth is often ignorant.  I prodded it with a cane and out it jumped.  Never swam so fast!!!  Respect wild life.  Respect wild life.

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