Yesterday morning, there was a baby venomous centipede on my bathroom floor. I had seen a slightly larger one a few weeks ago and grabbed it with some toilet paper and threw it in the toilet, where it proceeded to swim like a fish. Yikes! Don’t try to drown centipedes in the toilet. It doesn’t work.
The one yesterday was a little smaller, so I grabbed it with a wad of toilet paper, then balled it up and sealed it inside at zip sandwich bag. I threw the sealed bag into the trash can and continued to get ready for the day.
After leaving home, I wasn’t sure that it would be contained by such measures, so I was a little worried. When I got home, I checked it – the bag was still intact. The centipede is contained. Whew!
Jibblie!
Venomous?? What the what? I echo Deborah’s jibblie. I think you should just burn the apartment complex down.