SSsssssss

I’m a leaky tire.

Wait.

That can’t be right. There’s no car.

SSsssss

I’m a snake. Yeah. That’s it, a snake, but what kind of snake?

I’m a big, powerful Burmese Python.

Nope, that’s not it.

A dangerous and deadly King Cobra, that’s me.

Still not right.

I’m a corn snake?

A corn snake?

I’m a corn snake in the middle of a corn field?

Uh oh. Here comes a boy.

Slither away!

Hide!

Good. He’s gone.

Now bring on the field mice.

Self-awareness isn’t at all what it is cracked up to be.