...ouch!!! I had a nice pair of those a while back. The male was puppy dog tame. The female was...not. She loved to show me those long, backwards-curved teeth and embed them into my palm, wrist, finger, forearm - whatever she could get. So much so that I started using welding gloves just to change her water bowl!

The only experience I have that's similar is when my friend and I were doing a presentation for a Boy Scout Troop. He made a big commotion about the next snake he was going to bring out, a 6 foot Texas Indigo, getting the kids all riled up and excited to see her. He also told them not to worry, that she was tame as a kitten. When I opened the snake bag, she jumped out like greased lightning, mouth gaping, straight towards my face. She missed me by millimeters and I was able to grab the back of her head as she was coming for another strike. She then proceeded to cover me in that famous Drymarchon musk/poop spread. All the kids were laughing. My wife was laughing. My friends were laughing. Even the horrified mothers in the back of the room were laughing. I was not.
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Diego

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