All I know is that if I'm hiking with someone and they start fucking around with a rattlesnake, they're on their own.
Reminds me of a joke about two guys out hiking, when one decided he had to pee. So he dropped trou and started whizzing away, unknowingly peeing on a rattlesnake which jumped up and bit him on the end of his penis.
"Call 911! Get help!" the guy cried.
His companion called 911 asking for help, and the 911 dispatcher said, "You need to suck the poison out of the wound."
The guy turned to his snake-bitten friend and said, "They say you're going to die."
Reminds me of a joke about two guys out hiking, when one decided he had to pee. So he dropped trou and started whizzing away, unknowingly peeing on a rattlesnake which jumped up and bit him on the end of his penis.
"Call 911! Get help!" the guy cried.
His companion called 911 asking for help, and the 911 dispatcher said, "You need to suck the poison out of the wound."
The guy turned to his snake-bitten friend and said, "They say you're going to die."
Christian apologetics is the art of rolling a dog turd in sugar and selling it as a donut.
