i remember when i was like 5 years old one there were some gardner snakes in our big ass backyard (we lived in this crazy ass rural area) and my grandma freaked the fuck out. my uncle caught two of them and put them into this huge mason jar and then filled it with piss and drowned them. i remember it so well cause my grandma was pissed off at him hardcore for doing that, and made him go way out into the property and bury them and she made us stay inside. but i snuck out near night to go find them, and found them in the jar in some random bushes just sitting there dead. i threw rocks at the jar till it broke then i got a lecture and got in trouble
damn now that i think about it thats a pretty shitty memory to have lol
