Snakes alive!

One of the advantages of living in a gated community is that the management company performs various services alongside general maintenance. For example, we have just had a visit from the community "snake charmer", whose job is to check the yards of the neighbourhood for snakes. Wandering outside to watch, I see a man in rubber boots, jeans and a cowboy hat with a gently writhing sack at his feet - apparently today's haul. He gallantly offers a look inside, something our pembantu is quick to accept. Nochalantly unknotting the sack and rolling down the sides we can see a mass of squirming snakes, most about as thick as your finger, but a couple more than an inch in diameter. I mention cobras, and get a "yes, two cobras today". Noting a trail of blood on his hand, I say "aren't they poisonous?" and in the best traditions of Indiana Jones, receive the response "yes, very dangerous". Our security guard then returns from the backyard with 3 other men, presumably they've been beating about in the bushes. He states "kosong" - no snakes today in our yard. I reply "bagus (good), please come again...often" as they pick up the sack and wander on down the street to check the next house.