Now, I don't have a lot in common with Indiana Jones. I'm not super intelligent. I don't go on adventures. And I don't have rugged good looks.
What I do have in common with old Indy, however, is an irrational fear of snakes. Maybe I'm not as afraid of snakes as he is, but I have to admit that the slithery buggers really creep me out.
So when I saw what happened to this woman while she was driving her car, I nearly spit my coffee out and shrieked like a little girl.
You hear that Floridians? CHECK YER VENTS.