by Mathew Richard Carter
A man on a tour of the Mojave Desert is intrigued by snakes.
“When do you expect the antidote to kick in?” gasps the impeded tourist.
“Any minute now. I’ve only tried this procedure one other time,” explains the park official.
“Oh yea? How’d that guy make out?”
“Not good at all, I’m afraid, not good at all.”
The ranger stands to watch the sun drench the wound that will soon evaporate all of his professional hope.
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