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	<title>Comments on: Don&#8217;t Play In The Road</title>
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		<title>By: Bryan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bryan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2011 19:10:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I know the feeling. I&#039;ve run over a few snakes as well, and it always just kills the night for me, no matter what we find. Two weeks ago I ran over a threadsnake in the road ... something I&#039;ve only seen a handful of.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know the feeling. I&#8217;ve run over a few snakes as well, and it always just kills the night for me, no matter what we find. Two weeks ago I ran over a threadsnake in the road &#8230; something I&#8217;ve only seen a handful of.</p>
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		<title>By: Steve Jones</title>
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		<dc:creator>Steve Jones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 04:50:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Back in the late &#039;80&#039;s I was coming home from Four Peaks, buzzing up Rio Verde Road at night in my old Land Cruiser.  I caught sight of a perpendicular line in the road ahead of me.  Sure enough, a western diamondback, and a big one, sucking up some road heat.  I did my best to straddle it.  I stopped, checked him out, and I had clipped about 1 inch of his tail, and 1 inch of his head.  I&#039;ve felt deeply regretful ever since.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Back in the late &#8217;80&#8242;s I was coming home from Four Peaks, buzzing up Rio Verde Road at night in my old Land Cruiser.  I caught sight of a perpendicular line in the road ahead of me.  Sure enough, a western diamondback, and a big one, sucking up some road heat.  I did my best to straddle it.  I stopped, checked him out, and I had clipped about 1 inch of his tail, and 1 inch of his head.  I&#8217;ve felt deeply regretful ever since.</p>
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