Bill, that ain't nothing. I grew up in the mountains of south las padres nat forest in california and thought myself quite the snake man so when the fam and I were returning from the commissary in fort Knox and I saw a snake crossing the road...

I had to stop the car and catch it. Wife wasn't happy. So there I was playing with the snake while Gloria cooked dinner. I was trying to stare the snake down, you know eye contact and all that.

When suddenly I noticed that I could see the inside of the snake's mouth, in particular it's teeth...

...ouch!

Gloria walked into the room and asked what was wrong.
"nothing honey!" brave face
"something is wrong, tell m... The snake bit you didn't it?"
"no honey, of course not!"
"yes it did Allan don't lie to me," she pointed at my nose. "I can see the blood, now let the snake go!"

Sure enough, after letting the snake go I checked in the mirror and saw a ring of blood around the tip of my nose.