(And I have to find the cutest non-threatening cartoon snake so that I won’t scare myself when I open my blog. Will be better if there’s no fangs.)
I have Ophidiophobia. Like super super super duper afraid of snakes.
Any snake, including super tiny baby snakes that I initially thought it’s worm until I saw it crawling away so fast and freaked myself out.
And… also… even rubber snakes.
If got like rope or belt in the middle of the road and I thought it’s snake, I’ll lift my legs up automatically and shut my eyes tight for a second.
And really, I will be angry, super mad, if you throw rubber snake at me. I’m not daring you.
Unless, you want me to turn your table upside down and have my stinky feet on your face thank you very much.