Which is this worst story???

This weekend the girls in my family had a sleepover party at the Grand America. While there we stayed up until 3:30 a.m. talking, laughing, and telling stories.
Story one -- Dog gives birth.
When I was about 8 or 9 yrs old I had very long hair. At night I would flip it up above my head to sleep. One night I remember being woken up to my Mom and Kelly saying, "Shh, don't move." What? It took me a moment to realize that our dog was sitting right above my head, in my hair, giving birth to puppies!!! As soon as my mom could she helped move the dog to a better spot. Kelly said, "I just remember there being all of this blood and mucus in your hair."

Story two -- Don't we all hate being pregnant!
Debbie bought a ton of baby stuff from a lady over KSL. When she went to pick it up the lady kept covering her mouth while she talked. This lady explain to Debbie that they were NOT going to have any more kids. That while she was pregnant her body had a weird side effect...HER TEETH ALL FELL OUT! She kept covering her mouth because she was gumming it like an old man.

Story three -- My snake loves me.
This is a story overheard at the zoo. (I know everyone loves to ease drop when a good story is being told) This girl was talking to her friend about her pet snake. It is a very large snake that she let roam through the house. To feed the snake she releases mice in the house and lets the snake catch them like in the wild. One day she realized that the snake had stopped eating. After a few days of this she took the snake to the vet. They looked it over and couldn't find anything wrong so they sent her back home with the snake. The snake continued to not eat. After 3 weeks of this the girl took her snake back to the vet. She told the vet that her snake was still not eating and now the snake was getting needy. She had woken up the other night with the snake laying on her stretched out along her body. The vet immediately told her that he would have to take her snake away. Why?The snake had been starving itself so that it would have room to eat her. When the snake was laying along her body it wasn't wanting to cuddle. It was measuring her to see how much room it would need to eat her!

Story four -- I always wanted to be flexible.
Rachelle had a friend who had just had a baby. So of course she went to visit her. She noticed that her friend had her upper legs wrapped together. When she asked about it her friend told her that during labor something went wrong with the muscles in her legs. So now instead of having her legs naturally lay together they fly open into the strattles. She has to keep her legs strapped together or else ... boing!