Most extreme reaction I have EVER gotten...

YouTube - Courage Fail

Thought you guys would like this--some funny reaction right there (even though the guy isn't phobic, it's still pretty hilarious)

both of my neighbors are like that. they came outside one day and i had Jormungandr wrapped around my arm and was picking flowers and they called me over to the fence to see my tattoo and ran away screaming when my tattoo flicked its tongue at them and started moving :)

they both threatened my parents about calling AC on our house because i have killer snakes if i dont get rid of them :rolleyes:

I cant even walk my snakes into my own backyard without getting yelled at, cant wait till they are bigger and i take them in our hot tub (when its getting cleaned and there are no chemicals in it) to soak when they are bigger...

ahahaha ive never heard anyone make sounds like that..well maybe, but not because a gecko jumped on them.

any idea what kind of gecko that is? looks like a leachie or a giant leaftail or something

Yeah, it's strange the misconceptions about snakes people have...even smart people!

I brought Iridium (lesser) to work on Monday because one of my friends (who also works there) had a long, hard weekend and wanted a "neck buddy." While my friend was in a meeting in the afternoon, I had Iridium in my office. I showed him to the other grad students in the same room and they all thought he was awesome. Even the person who wasn't terribly fond of snakes held him!

But in talking with them, it was clear they knew pretty much nothing about snakes--and these are science grad students! They didn't know about snakes' heat pits that sense IR, they thought he had fangs, and they thought he could eat me. The last one was especially funny to me because Iridium is the sweetest, most docile snake I have. Oh, and they were worried about him pooping on them! *laughs*

But yeah, if smart people believe all the snake stereotypes, then you know 99.9% of the general population does, too. :-/

Oh, and a fear of heights/falling is not always rational. I get the willies when I stand at the edge of a balcony with a tall railing or looking out the windows at the top of the Sears Tower--places where I would have a better chance of winning the lottery than falling. I know it's irrational, and I know the chances of me falling are between slim and none, but there really isn't much I can do about it. Some part of my subconscious goes AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! and all voluntary control goes POOF.