True story from yesterday....Out cutting the front lawn, Mrs. Seano in back reorganizing the tool shed. My cell rings, I shut the mower off and the caller ID says its from the Mrs. I answer, and she's SCREAMING "There's a snake in the shed! Snake in the shed! AHHHHHHHH!" I walk to the back, and she's standing outside the shed having full blown panic attack. I tell her to calm down, unless it's rattling it's fine. Grab a stick to go get it out and release it, and as I'm going in she says, I shit you not, "Snakes have legs, right?" I look at her like she has three heads, go in the shed, and it's a fucking lizard......I walk back out, tell her to leave it alone, and go back to mowing. One of the smartest women I've ever met, but J.H.C........