He looked around and thought, "There's no water snake trying to eat me and I can have this place all to myself!"

He found the snake curled up under the kitchen sink where the hot-water pipe fed into the faucet and dishwasher, but it was all but inanimate, as cold and slick as a garden hose left out in the frost.

Franklin said a snake, the story of the snake is one body two heads, it will go to the river water, meet the branch block.