One languid evening, while the sun was just kissing the horizon, Jake the grass snake was slithering along, frolicking, if you will, with his best friend in the entire world, Pete. There was a gentle breeze whistling through the grass, tickling Jake’s belly and making him giggle.
Suddenly, Jake stops and turns to Pete, alarm in his eyes.
“What is it?” Pete asked, looking around for danger.
“Umm, Pete, are we….are we poisonous?” Pete stared in confusion.
“No, man, we’re just friendly local grass snakes,” he replied, still keeping an eye out for whatever threat might be a blade of grass away.
“Ohhh, thank GOD!!” Jake cried, “Because I just bit my tongue!”
You’re welcome, and have a better day! -Ali
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