My objective? To stay alive; stalk my prey – snakes are my main quarry as I slither through my world. My size strikes terror into lizards as I encircle them before I gorge on their flesh. They wriggle and turn to escape me.
What’s this? A young serpent’s stalking me, trying to entrap me? Too late! I’m dissolving as this youngster pounces….
“Tee-hee! I ate you, Grandma.”
I look at Elsa and switch off my iPad. Never-ever-ever play Slither-IO against your seven-year-old granddaughter.