Snakes. Why'd it Have to be Snakes?

The Girl is home sick today with a little something I like to call toomuchEastercandy-itis. The symptoms are waking up at 5:30 and puking and then getting miraculously better from watching Spongebob, eating Goldfish crackers, and sipping Diet Sprite. Oh, my bad, Sprite Zero. As she was relaxing on the couch, I looked outside and almost threw up myself when I saw this bad boy sunning himself on our deck:

HOLY CRAP, right?