Bad Choice, Bad Taste, Bad Brendini

I wrestled with my conscience for upwards of - ooh - six seconds before committing this image to posterior - POSTERITY - before committing it to posterity. I'm sorry, I appear to have started this entry with a bit of a bum note. I'm being a bit cheeky aren't I (All references to the derriere courtesy of Carry On Alluding To My Bottom circa 1967)?
It is, of course, my entry for the weekly caption competition here. It was a wordless competition this week, with a theme of Bad Choice. 
My initial idea was based on a pun and wouldn't work on an international level, which is one of the raisons d'etre of these wordless entries. I won't divulge the details at the moment, because it could work as a cartoon in a different context. So, on to my second idea. Yes, well, never let it be said that I am a man of taste and refinement. Let this be a lesson to you: snakes and babies are NOT a good mix. Initially I thought about depicting the baby with a surprised expression. This was immediately dismissed by your author. Even I have limits. So I tried to go for a world-weary expression, an almost fatalistic acceptance of the situation. I also wanted to make the baby rattle stand out by using the complementary colour of orange as a background.
On the whole I think it works fairly well and it garnered seven points in total. My biggest niggle is that baby, rattle and snake appear to be floating above the blanket. Hmmmm.