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I admitted a kid with a snake bite over this past weekend. Here is how our conversation went...Keep in mind this little 12 year old boy is from a small country town and has the biggest little hick voice you will ever hear, so add some southern twang people!
Me: Why did you go and get bit by a snake for?
Hick boy: I's a chasin armadillas! (aka armadillo)
Me: You were what?
Hick boy: I's a chasin' armadillas. It's fun. You should try it.
Me: Ya, no thanks. So where does the snake come into play if you were chasing armadillos?
Hick boy: I chased the armadilla into his hoe in the ground, I had the armadilla by the tail wit my hand in the hole and a snake bit my thumb.
Me: What kind of snake bit you?
Hick boy: A copperhead! Biggest one I'er seen!
Me: Did you bite it back?
Hick boy: Nooooo, my parents killed it. They have it wit them and are bringing it up here.
Me: There what????
Hick boy: Their bringing it up here.
Me: Oh no they are not!!! I bet you wont be chasing armadillos anymore?!?
Hick boy: Ya I will!
Me: What are you going to do if they next time you get bit by a snake he bites your thumb off?
Hick boy: Well duh, I'll learn how to chase armadillas one handed.
Me: Well ok then.
Kids...Gotta love 'em!

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