tempted fate

Last night I watched a show on the Animal Planet about venom and the creatures that have it – the deadliest ones, based on potency, habitat, aggression level, amout of venom delivered per bite and something else I have forgotten.

It crossed my mind I would have bad dreams. (I actually pulled an afghan over my head when the cobra came on.) I did have dreams, but they had nothing to do with snakes. I dreamed my hair was filthy and we had to be on a bus to an amusement park and I was riding a bike to downtown Chicago to have my hair cut and wound up barefoot in the mall. Back at home, I could find no nice clothes to wear and my hair got dirtier and dirtier, straggly and stringy and packed with grease.

Fortunately, I did not dream of the “You Asked For It” episode we saw –  decades ago  – in which an Indian woman kissed a cobra on the head three times. Her sisters had died attempting it. That was back in the days when home videos (movies) were not featured on TV. We saw it on one program and then it was over and I don’t think we saw it again. But we remembered it, oh yeah.

Now I think it is on YouTube * (narrated in what sounds like Russian), but that is old hat – there is a video of a man who kissed a cobra 51 times.

*This could be one similar to the one we saw.