Snakes in the House

I was in grade school when my best friend told me that her sister had found a snake.  Was this snake in the garden? No.  Did she find it outside? Negative.  She saw the snake when she went to flush the stool after going to the bathroom.

My reaction?  "AHHHH!" In case you don't know me, I'm scared of snakes.  Terrified even.  I was going to put a picture of a snake on this blog but even the thought of it gave me the chills.  Ever since she had told me this story I have checked the toilet before going to the bathroom to see if any of the cretures had slithered up the drain.  I forgot why I had that reaction until the other night when I was taking a shower and it just came to me.  I of course put the plug in the tub before I did anything else.  I almost had to call my parents in case I was eaten by the snake.