I think that's one of those funny in hindsight stories.
It also reminds me of another story of my own. This was when I was about 8 or so (25 now), so you can't hold it against me. I had my ball python out while I was watching TV. I took my eye off of it, and then looked down and it was gone. My father and I looked everywhere and finally we moved the TV stand and it had slithered underneath. Even though I remember there being only the smallest sliver of room.