When I was still doing my morning show in New York, I had to leave the house about 4 a.m. One morning, I walked through the back hallway to the entry door to the garage. I turned on the hall light and reached for the door knob, and there was a live snake wrapped around the knob, inside the house.
I don't know how it got there, I don't know how it climbed up the door three feet to get to the knob, but there it was sticking it's tongue out at me. I grabbed a towel, wrapped it up and heaved it over the hill across the road.
What a rude way to wake up in the morning.
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