I have always loved snakes poisnous or not. When I was around 8, my parents took my brother and I to a local amusement park where they had a reptile center. While we were looking at the retiples one of the keepers asked if my brother and I wanted to hold one of their snakes. And I of course said yes. Well they bring out this 9 foot long Burm, they placed it on the back of my brother's and I's shoulders. He has crying like a little baby (he hates snakes with a passion). I automatically feel in love with them. I wanted one for a pet, but my parents (who also hates snakes) would not let me have one. So, when I finally moved out on my own, I began my collection which is slowing growing. Everytime my parents come to visit me, they keep telling me I need to have my head examined. I hope to have many more snakes in the future.