The possibilities for snake innuendos are endless.
I got hit on at work today. Thrice. What is this madness? I looked like a small mound of guano today. Like, I practically had guano smeared all across my face after cleaning out the back animal cages. Is that what males find attractive here in Ohio? Guano face?
Maybe only Ohio boys who frequent shady pet shops. Each one of these lads was impressed by my ability to capture food items such as mice and feeder fish for their reptiles. Is that a turn on?
One of these incidents resulted in a phone number making its way into my pocket. His name is Bill, and he has Ball Pythons. That is the extent of my knowledge of him. What am I supposed to do now?