The Queue: Snek š
I hear sneks are all the hiss lately. Everybody’s got sneks on their brains. Sneks are hogging all the sunlight. They’re the flavor of the month, and it tastes like venom. They just keep slithering their way into every conversation.
This is the Queue, our daily Q&A column where snakes are so hot right now (ambient temperature permitting; give them twenty minutes under a warm rock or something).
















