Cold Hands, Warm Heart

Summary

I’ve been a little slow on the uptake since I was a kid.

When I was little, I went camping with my childhood friend. In the middle of the night, I felt a small snake in my sleeping bag.

I begged him, "Where did this snake come from? Throw it out."

His face turned bright red, and he stammered for ages before finally agreeing.

Years later, I got drunk and ended up crashing in his room.

My hand grabbed something again, and I cried out:

"Jonah, you let a snake in the bed again!"

The live comments went wild:

[Twenty years later, and the FL is still this innocent?]