"PHYTON!" Zehel suddenly shouted bouncing earwax in my ear, simultaneously pointing inside the cage at the entrance of Wildlife.

"Can I, Devoncourt ... don't shout! FYI, my ear is just next to you, my eardrum will break! And FYI again, that's not Phyton ... BOA CONSTRICTOR YAN !!bOA !! HA? HA ?! NOT PHYTON! "I shouted at Zehel as well.

The man frowned away, but when he looked at the snake in the cage his snout lengthened.

"Kuuu! That's Phyton," Zehel insisted.

"Tsk! No way! It's the phyton! That's it! That's it!" I insisted at the same time teaching the sexy Americans to look straight at Zehel as if they...