I drove over a 7 ft snake two nights ago. In the middle of the night, it just appeared in the middle of the fast lane on Jalan Lapangan Terbang Subang. I was just too fast, too near. Went over it and it felt like I went over a bump. Believe me, I freaked.
Firstly, I have never ran over anything, dead or alive!
Secondly, what’s a 7 ft snake doing crossing a highway. I have never seen anything that size other than in a zoo tank!
I shuddered at the thought that I have blood and snake skin splattered all over my car. And I felt awful. I was hoping against hope that the fella didn't die.
Against my better judgement, I drove back to the spot to see how bad that poor snake was. This time, I made sure I drove slower on the slow lane. But I just couldn’t find the snake.
And just when you least expect it, lo and behold, the snake was right in front of me. I was so close to running over it a second time. I swerved and was almost hit by another car. It didn’t die. In the time it took me to loop around back to the spot, it had slithered from the fast lane across to the slow lane.
Damn that stupid snake – scaring me once was not enough, it had to do it twice.
As usual, I called up my closent friends to loan some courage and shed some fear. I had mixed reactions.
One said it was bad omen (oh yes, thank you very much for being so reassuring).
Another asked me to buy 4D - the snake was a $$ sign
Another told me to keep all my doors and windows tightly closed - the snake might come after me for revenge.
Mark sent his recovery wishes to the snake - not sure whether it was the naturalist or the cynical side of him.
Don't you just love your friends sometimes.
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