So we got a lil creek behind our house its a nice peaceful spot to unwind most days. Today my boys , being the avid outdoorsman that they are, decided to go catch some crawdads and swing on some vines like any typical lil boys. After I got done mowing some grass I had to fix my wife’s heatpress (I’m incredibly talented if you didn’t know(and humble)) anyways after macgyvering the shit out the heatpress I felt I deserved a break.
After about 3 minutes of peace walker comes in all flabbergasted and being his usual diva self, there’s a snake at the creek it almost bit me get a gun bla bla the usual. So I kind of blow it off and continue my lackadaisical afternoon. After a few minutes my wife gently “encourages” me to go check on them. Off I go.
I begrudgingly saunter off to the creek. Upon my arrival im witness to quite a sight. Walker, my eldest born, the leader of the pack, the standard for my other boys, is frantically waving a cattleprod taser thing (I’m not entirely sure where he found it) ankle deep in the water taunting this phantom snake to bring it on. While simultaneously being in awe of his fearlessness and dumbfounded how he has survived as long as he has I can only assume the snake went full on dont tase me bro and noped the hell out of there. I seriously don’t blame the snake walker was about to take them both out. I immediately, well face palmed, but explained the intricacies of electricity and water to him which he nodded to then ran off to go poop in the woods or whatever walkers do. Lincoln my smartest child looks at me and goes walkers not very smart then proceeds to yeet a rock straight into Ollie’s forehead….
If the children are our future mine are not gonna be very productive. Sorry everyone else.