It … Is … Alive!
– Four Foot Boa Constrictor In NYC Laundromat Causes a Bit of a Ruckus –
A laundromat worker in New York City thought the four foot long snake curled up behind a pile of laundry could have been just another piece of Broadway scenery or a prop from the Museum of Natural History.
That is, until the damn thing moved … sending the woman screaming into the street and most likely adding a couple of items to the day’s wash load.
The snake named Silky, in case anyone wanted to ask it out on a date (seriously, is the snake really going to come when you call it?!), apparently escaped from a nearby apartment five months ago.
This is what I love about New York. You can have a nine-pound, four-foot boa constrictor slithering around the city for five months and no one thinks it’s unusual enough to report.
It’s only when something directly interferes with their ability to earn a paycheck that New Yorkers get upset.
Owners of the laundromat admitted maybe they should have paid more attention to reports from customers of “static cling so severe it made it hard to breathe.”
Silky was reunited with its owner by animal control workers who felt a Manhattan apartment complex was close enough to the animal’s natural habitat and didn’t see what could possibly go wrong by returning a huge reptile to its somewhat careless 17-year-old owner.
-
“Omigod! I promise I’ll do my homework, Daddy … just get it off me!”
-
Image: Zuma Press
-
Funny post. I’m still not sure what the giant snake was doing at a laundromat and where it kept its quarters.
Thanks for your sensitive comment on the Petland bunny-cide story. What was your final bid?
As you obviously have a love for animals, I think you’re the right one to develop the Petland Cookbook. A portion of the proceeds could go to PETA (People Eating Tasty Animals)
Petland is constantly under fire as a pet store, but as an exotic food market certain terms, like Puppy-mill raised, become a positive. Think of it as a giant lobster tank at the mall. I’m sure the profit margin on Sushi is much higher than plain old goldfish, don’t you?
I’ll let you propose it to Petland, if you’d like. I would, but I have this iota of dignity I’m still clinging to.
Free-range kittens, anyone?
My dignity, like Elvis, has long since left the building but I do pride myself on a certain amount of self-control in avoiding the obvious suggestion of Chinese restaurants as the potential first customers for the new venture.
Oh … darn!