A guy I was in the Navy with, Stroup, lived in Rolla, Missouri, being so hot, they leave the front door open, just the screen door closed. In the middle of the night he gets up to use the John. When he reaches for the paper roll, he hears this hissing sound, pulls his hand back, thinks its the toilet, so reaches back again, same thing, he leans forward and turns on the light and then looks back, a big Moccasin layin' by the crapper! He said "Ham, all I could do was holler snake when I jumped off that crapper and went through the screen door!" I asked him if he ever got the snake, "Hell, I don't know what happened to him, I slept in the pickup the rest of the night."