Retribution is sweet
So I got a phone call earlier today from an ex of mine. You know, the one whom I lent my snake to when I got caught with him in the dorm in my freshman year of college and then wouldn't give him back once we broke up. Yeah, she can't stay at her dad's house anymore and the place she's going to now won't let her have reptiles of any sort. So guess who the first person she called was. Yup, you guessed it, trusty 'ol Chris. I'm either going to keep him at my dad's house or try to keep him at a friend's house in Salisbury. I can't wait to see him since it's been well over a year to a year and a half. He's gotta be close to four feet long. He's a Ball Python by the way (http://www.kingsnake.com/ballpythonguide). Apparently he shed two weeks ago and eats "medium" sized rats. I'm guessing those rats are still quite big nonetheless since when I last had him in my care I was feeding him rats as well. It's just kinda funny that her Dad has been stealing money from her all this time when he convinced her back when that it was me who should be doing everything for her and all this other shit. Now she realizes the truth and the only thing that I'm gonna be there for is my snake.