I had always been interested in snakes. The first time I saw someone get shooken up over seeing one, I knew I'd like them. Our local mom and pop pet store had a huge albino Burmese and I thought it was awesome! I asked my mom for a couple years and saved up a bunch of money to pay for anything I needed and she always said no.
Well, one day her boyfriend(now husband) was around and I asked her again in a somewhat joking manner figuring I already knew the answer. Sure enough, she said no. then the surprise came! He asked what kind I wanted and I said a corn snake and he said they're cute and not too bad, my mom flipped out and was asking him why he'd say that. He replied with stories of his 12burm and two rtb's he used to have.
That week we got Geoff, my corn snake, who turned out to not be a boy.
That was last May. That October (on Halloween!) I got a ball python from my bio teacher who didn't really want it anymore. For Christmas I got a pueblan milk, then in February I went with my stepdad to get some mice and came home with a gtp. My mom almost lost it. Then five days later they were shopping and my mom got an expensive purse. Well, is forgotten to get fresh bedding so I asked them to pick some up in their way home, and they came home with another gtp. So, 5 snakes in a year, I'm not complaining
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