When we lived in Leonardtown we always saw snakes coming to and fro. One day, while my father was at work and us kids were at school my mother went out to the shed to grab a shovel to do some gardening. Upon walking up to the shed door she saw a king snake with yellow bands. My father had told her to stay still and the snake would go away, my mother followed this direction but the snake leaped at her and wrapped itself around her leg. She was bit once and she knew it so she took the shovel and stabbed at it while stabbing herself in the leg.
After making it to the house she catches her breath and locks the door. She needs a cigarette and now after this trauma, but where in the hell are they? She looks outside to see the snake on the porch with the pack of cigarettes.