Fine by me.
... "We're not looking to take it alive," said the victim's husband, Richard Bailey, as he held a shotgun. "I just want it out of here." "We're currently very uncomfortable in our home," Alicia Bailey said. "And toilet shy, I would say." The Bailey's 11-year-old son is now staying with neighbors because doctors said he would die if he were bitten by a snake that size.
Related story, from an unidentified Freeper:
We once drove out to the old farm house and mother ran in to use the bathroom only to come running out again complaining about a snake in the toilet. We were busy unloading the car so ignored her, but I finally went in to see nothing but sunshine reflecting off the water in the old rusty bowl.
She still claimed there was a snake so did her business in the pasture. After still much complaining, Grandpa poured gas down the toilet (his solution to most everything). I went in, sat on the floor in front of it, and rested my elbows on the seat waiting for something to happen.
WHOOSH! Out flew a 6 foot racer that missed by mere centimeters of striking me between the eyes. I ended up in the living room and mother landed in the kitchen leaving Gramps hollering to shut the bathroom door.
The thing had gone mad with the gas and was climbing the walls and got out into the hall toward the living room.
In the end it was Gramps' Hoe - 1 and the snake - 0. I don't think mother ever went to the bathroom there again.
Thanks, wish you had some pictures,
Jake