Just a side note. If you look at the far left of the photo you can see just a small portion of the 30 loaves of bread we go through each week.
Now, you might be wondering why I would be showing you my freezer.
Well, because this is the sign that was left on top of the freezer yesterday afternoon. What could be so dangerous about a box that keeps things cold? Let's take a peek inside.
Hmmm, suspicious looking gunny sacks. You might remember sacks like these from a previous Sunday in my city post....
No way! I did not see this coming! There is a snake in my freezer! Correction. There are seven snakes in my freezer! All huge! All poisonous!
Tom decided to thin out his snake population this weekend. The most humane way to kill snakes is to pop them in the freezer. They basically just go to sleep forever.
Many of you have questions about why Tom does what he does with snakes. I've written about it over here (it's in the second half).
This guy is 3-4 feet long. His head is about 4 inches across. When I asked Tom what the measurements were for the snake he said he didn't know but that I could go measure it!
What?? It's like he doesn't know me at all! He assured me it was dead. Not in this lifetime will I voluntarily hold a snake--dead or alive!
Marriage is like putting your hand into a bag of snakes in the hope of pulling out an eel.
Leonardo da Vinci
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