When I was in high school, I worked in a pet shop. We sold snakes, boas mostly, and though I wasn't afraid of them, I could never really cozy up to them as it were.
We had gotten a new shipment in and had an ad the the paper for our new 3 foot boas. This woman calls our manager and asks if she could trade her boa for one of ours. At 5 feet, her snake was getting a little bit difficult to handle. My manager said sure, bring your snake in, and if it's healthy, we'll trade.
The woman shows up a couple of hours later with the boa wrapped around her. Now, as a sheltered suburbanite teenager, I hadn't seen women like this before; she was very interesting, in a gaudy, brightly dressed sort of way. And the snake matched her, having a streak of hot pink lipstick about 6 inches long along on its top side!
Enjoy!
Reid