Shoot! They should have kidnapped a couple of Nuns as well, they already had all the bases covered. Speaking of rattlesnakes in the car; several years ago all the local 'good old boys' met in the morning for coffee + maybe breakfast before going on to work at the L+M Cafe in Georgetown. The fellows noticed that beer was missing from their coolers + they determined it was the cook that was doing it. He would wait until everyone was seated then he'd go out the back door + loot the ice chests.The owner of the cafe was issued because they were getting his cook drunk. The county trapper Herb Allen said, "Hell he's stealing our beer, we're not getting him drunk." So Herb worked it out. He caught a rattler + sewed its moth shut then put it in his ice chest + waited for the theft. Of course, all the guys in the cafe knew what was going on so trying to act nonchalant was hard but they did it + waited until Cub (the cook) slipped out the back door then everyone juggled for position to see what happened when he opened the ice chest. When he did that rattler came unwound + struck Cub square in the sternum. The jaws were sewed shut so no real damage was done except that as Herb tells it, "Boy's that's when I thought we had killed him. His eyes rolled back, started frothing at the mouth + hit the deck flopping." They never ate cub's cooking anymore either.
