Australians...
My English friend asked me the other day; “How can you Australians live where you do? Aren’t you too scared to go the the beach, the bush. Even to leave your own house? There are so many dangerous animals”
At first I thought she was joking, but seeing as she was completely serious I answered, “Well, sure, the oceans where I live have plenty of Great White sharks, and not to mention Jelly fish. The bush is filled with numerous spiders that have enough venom to drop a horse [a rather literal case of overkill, but it does mean people give them plenty of space]. My backyard itself is home to the two most venomous snakes in the world, an Eastern Brown [which I lovingly named Sophia], and an Inland Taipan I named Fudge when I was young. But it’s home, I just deal with them.”
“You would need to take a lot of care every day, still sounds pretty dangerous.” she had stated.
“Well, I probably should, but to be honest I really don’t. I have been swimming in the open ocean when I suddenly realized I was in the middle of a swarm of jellyfish, I have had leaches and spiders of all sizes [the later of which I deal with every day with no clue whether they are venomous or not], I have stood on about three Eastern Brown snakes, and one of my friends was chased down by a taipan and bitten. But we Australians are also quite laid back when it comes to this sort of thing, heck, the friend that was bitten by the taipan called an ambulance, cut of the circulation to the injured leg, and sat down with a cold beer while he waited.”
“Well, you’ve got to be pretty fearless in that case.”
I just shook my head, “Mate, I might not have a problem with any of the animals we have here, but dare I say it; If my friendly neighborhood taipan decides to chase me, let me tell you, I’ll be running for deal life.”
{True story~}
