oh, to be a snake in your own private ball pit while your enclosure gets cleaned 🐍

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oh, to be a snake in your own private ball pit while your enclosure gets cleaned 🐍
not to crawl out of the woodwork just to speak ill of the recently departed but if I have to see one more facebook thread comparing Brian Barczyk to Steve Irwin the stress might do me in next
this is how I found out that the little bathtubs they sell at the Michael's craft stores aren't watertight :)
anyways, this is Champion
is reptiblr still a thing
what’s the 2023 opinion on spider ball pythons
do we still hate Brian Barczyk
Wow I like never post on here anymore, whoops - here’s an old one of a T enclosure I designed for the tarantula crowd!
So did you get the job???
Oh absolutely not! 😂
I don’t know why but I feel like you guys will enjoy this story.
When I was a teenager, I got really fed up with people asking me what my plans were for school and where I wanted to go to college. It was relentless at every family gathering, and my family is all pretty well off, making it a bit anxiety-inducing. So I made one up. I just invented a college. I wasn’t trying to fool anyone, I just wanted people to stop asking about it, so I gave it an absolutely ridiculous name; “The Velociraptor Institute of Chicago” - worth mentioning that I lived nowhere near Chicago at the time.
This evolved into a rather large joke between my aunt and I. We would occasionally hang up “school fliers” in my room - one of which being an “X Days Since Last Dinosaur Related Incident” and making bad “school sweaters”.
One day, I decided that it would be hilarious if my all-too-boring voicemail message was something related to the reptilian fallacy.
I went to Google Translate, English to English, and typed out a message from the school staff, something along the lines of; “Hello. You have reached the Velociraptor Institute of Chicago. None of our operators are available at the moment due to dinosaur related incidents. Please remain calm. This is not an emergency. Leave your name and number and we will return your call shortly.”
This was a hit among my aunt and any friends or relatives that happened to call, but as most jokes do, it faded out into the back of my head eventually. I don’t really like phone calls so I essentially forgot about it completely.
Until I received my first voicemail from a potential job interviewer.
Najarala shed all in one piece - usually she balls it up beyond all recognition or snags it on something along the way, so this is neat.
Unforeseen dangers of bone collecting: my cat thinks this is for her.
Not unrelated, but unexpected, events in my evening: chasing down my cat to retrieve a leg bone of questionable origin.
HOW BIG IS THAT TINY BITTY NOODLE??????
She’s about palm-sized now, actually.
If anyone is wondering why “now” and “actually” are included here as if I am somehow surprised, like this snake could have possibly gotten larger, I direct your attention to the same snake several months ago, the size of a penny;
HOW BIG IS THAT TINY BITTY NOODLE??????
She’s about palm-sized now, actually.
Aaaaaaaand last one!
Nā-maka had a few good ones tonight.
E aʻo, Nā-maka. ♡
roses are red violets are blue snakes can’t comprehend “sweetness” but Namaka will still bite you
it is i, the snake-iest senpai