Mr. Shecky: My Dear do you have Murray? Can you come here?
Mrs. Shecky: Yes, why?
Mr. Shecky: Just come here but hold Murray.
*Mrs. Shecky is on her way*
Mrs. Shecky: Ohhhh Geeezzzz, its a snake… and a rattler too! Get Back!!
Mr. Shecky: It is?! *He backs up and grabs Murray*
Mrs. Shecky: What am I supposed to do?!!
Mr. Shecky: I don’t know what to do!!
Mrs. Shecky: Either do I!
*Mrs. Shecky starts looking for anything, then decides to call 911*
Mr. Shecky: What the heck is 911 going to do? Can’t you do something?
Mrs. Shecky: *is thinking I could go grab a shovel and zing Mr. Shecky with it* Then…
Mrs. Shecky: *remembers her neighbors said if we needed anything to call* So she did…
Mrs. Shecky: The neighbors are coming to help.
*The neighbor who is a little minute of gal who is a mother to boot comes over with a shovel, a Home Depot You Can Do It Pail, and her father. They grab it by its end and POOF! Like magicians it is gone. *
Mr. Shecky *Is in watching tv with Mr. Murray*
Mrs. Shecky: Are you okay now?
Mr. Shecky: What do you mean?
Mrs. Shecky turns around and goes out of the room… and laughs her head off.
End of conversation at Sheckyville.