Yesterday, 05:24 PM
My wife's grandparents used to live on the Ocoee River. About every year or two the river would flood and the water would come up to the second story of their house. The first floor would be crawling with copper heads. Her grandfather would go down there, pin the snakes head down, and then pick it up and chuck it back in the river.
I have a friend who came from a place called Baxley, Georgia down in the swamps. He told me his uncle used to win the rattlesnake festival every year. Apparently they would fill 55 gallon drums with them still alive.