When I was younger I had two get out. A regular one and an albino one. The regular one was "Cornball" and the albino was "Starr". The albino one was to never be found again, construction was being done on the house at the time so who knows where it may have ended up. Cornball got out twice. Once on the fourth of July when we were getting back from DC fireworks he was found in the azaila bush downing baby birds, we didn't even know he was out :/
The second time my mom was doing something with her shoes on the floor and asked "MAAAAATT...did you leave one of your rubber snakes in here. After that my mom was pretty much done with snakes until I went to college![]()
You guys have any interesting stories?