Remember the baby python that I mentioned in my twitter yesterday?

For snake lover out there, don’t condemn me for this. It wasn’t me who killed it, I was just happening to be there and it was already dead.

Well, almost dead actually. I managed to see how it suffers to its last breath though. It’s really pain to witness such a rare occasion and to find yourself so hopeless for not able to perform ‘CPR’ to it, it’s a beyond explanation kind of feelings. I kid you not.

May you rest in peace baby python.

# gotcha!! you can hide but you can’t run

# arrgghh…im in terrible pain


# oh please take away this pain of mine
# the baby python look kinda cute though

ps – some says it’s a sign of good luck if snakes enter your house, some says it’s a sign of your ancestor or the dead (dead family member) paying you a visit in a form of a snake, some says it’s a bad sign.

pss – what do I care…it’s a bloody snake for god sake; be it non poisonous or poisonous snake the main thing is that thing is a snake and that freaking me out.

;p