If it weren't for the odd fear of mine, (I am totally freaked out by shed snake skin for some unknown reason) and the fact that I'd have to feed it rodents, I'd totally get a snake.
My auntie has a 15 some odd year old albino corn snake named Albie. He's been nicknamed the Jesus snake as he was presumed to be dead when he escaped his tank and later was found gnashed in the wheel of a office chair (don't ask me how that happened, somehow it did). They had it wrapped in a towel, not knowing exactly what to do with his body, when all of a sudden he came back to life, much to the delight of everyone.
Everyone that is, except my brother's wife, who is terrified of anything remotely snake like. Must be the Irish in her or something.