I’m so sorry to laugh at your expense, but image is absolutely priceless. I think it’s the Pop Tarts that gets me. I haven’t stopped laughing yet at the image.
Anyhoo, sorry you got all freaked, Esprix. I’d be wigging out too. I vote for the “get someone else to kill it” method of dealing.
Zette
(Thanking God that the worst thing to deal with in NY is some icky varieties spiders.)
Esprix I’d gladly take care of the nasty little fucker for you (hey, it’s the pit…I suppose I have to insert one instance of unneeded profanity 
) put it in a cage or something, but I’m in Indiana. However, my boyfriend used to keep a scorpion, and after having consulted the poor guy (who was up until 8AM–my fault, I’m afraid), he gave the following advice:
1.) If you think it might be dangerous–life-threatening–kill it. . (His first suggestion was to kill it outright, but, being a pansy about squishing bugs, I made him amend his statement).
2.) If you want to keep it, you might want to get an aqauarium and a supply of nice, juicy crickets from the pet store. The really big ones.
3.) When transferring the thing, wear gloves. Even if it’s a species that won’t kill you, getting stung will probably hurt like hell. (This I believe, after having heard him utter a long line of curses after manhandling his own pet).
At this point, he started drifting off on the phone, and I let him go back to sleep.
By the way. . .if you name the thing. . .can you name it Sparky? No? Damn. 
At least it’s better than a scorping fuckion in your room.
Now I am looking down every five seconds to look for a scorpion… The worst part??? I live in Minnesota where it hit like 50 degrees here last night… I know there won’t be one… but I can’t stop looking!! I hope you are happy!!
Pretend that the scorpion is Osama Bin Laden, and stomp on it.
yeah, those scorpions can be a bitch. but if you buy 'em a beer they’ll play “rock you like a hurricane” for ya.
Allow me to humbly submit the following thoughts, for your consideration.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY FUCK HOLY LIVING FUCK AIEEEEEEEEE KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT EEEEEEEEEEEEE
(running out of room shrieking, waving arms in air)
Thanks.
Y’all are far braver than i, if you have scorpions for pets, i would have stomped it into the floor.
I’d like to nominate this thread for the Screaming Heeebie Jeebies Award in the category of badass invertebrates.
Oh Good Grief! I work with scorpions every day. One that is contained is no big deal. Since you already have the little critter in custody, you may as well keep it for Monster. I’d recomend going to your nearest petstore and picking up one of those small plastic cages, the kind with a lid that has a clear flap. Throw in some sand and a piece of wood or a rock big enough for him to hide under. He’ll need water, so put in a tiny dish or jar lid. We put a little piece of sponge in the dishes to hold the water, but it’s not really necassary. Crickets are fine for food, but any reasonable sized crawler will do. I don’t think moth’s or large flies are too good though. There is a apecies of wasp that attacks scorpions and they tend to freak out over anything with wings. You should be able to just tip him into the cage once it’s set up. but you might try putting the cage in the bathtub first. That way if you fumble him at least he can’t get under the furniture! If you need to pick him up, try a very long handled serving spoon. Wear gloves and BE CAREFUL! You can just dribble fresh water into the dish through the top and pop bugs through the flap. If it makes you feel any better, I’ve never seen one jump up. By the way, I hope you put air holes in his current container! Good Luck!
:eek::eek::eek::eek:
Where the hell in Colorado do you live?! :eek:
I’ve lived in the metro area since 1972 and I’ve seen 2 black widows and one or two brown recluses ever. (Plus, the occasion skunk or bat or rattler when camping, but that’s in the wild and expected. This was in his house!).
I’ve never seen a wild scorpion or tarrantula.
Nothin’ personal ladyfoxfyre, but I gotta know the general area that you live in so I can avoid it!
Tarantulas :: shudder ::
’prix m’ friend? Kill it. Scoot something under the plastic and nuke it or something. Don’t step on it, because there’s that urban legend about the scorpion stinger that killed all those guys by puncturing the sole of the boot and when each person put it on, they died (actually it was a rattlesnake fang but it’s precicely the same thing!) Nuclear holocaust destruction via hot microwave death is called for!
Hmmm…unless Hollywood was right and you end up with a giant MUTANT radioactive scorpion! Maybe just slide it into an old mayo jar and let it suffocate instead.
Besides, leaving aside Telepathic Man-eating Radioactive Scorpions with laser-eyes, let’s consider a more probable scenario:
Let’s say that you do put it in an aquarium. And let’s further say that you get used to the scritch-scritch-scritch sound of it trying to escape going on incessantly all day and all night.
What’ll you feel like one night as you wake up with the vague notion that something’s terribly wrong. Imagine the slowly dawing horror as you notice that the sound’s stopped…
…and the tank is empty!:eek:
Kill it.
Fenris, no fan of bugs or arachnids…or…or whatever the hell scorpions are.
LOL! I had a cousin who lived in Southern California who did this precise thing once. He found a scorpion in the horse barn, so he managed to catch it and then he took it inside the house and blew it up in the microwave. My cousins and I thought it was hysterically funny until my aunt walked into the room and saw what he did. The cries of “Mom! Please don’t beat me!!” reverberated throughout the house for the next several minutes.
BTW, if I had walked into a room and found a scorpion crawling across my floor, my very first instinct would have been to grab the nearest heavy object and flatten the sucker. My husband’s first instinct would be to scream like a little girl and jump on top of furniture. But I love him anyway.
(shudders)
I hate the little beasties. Under normal light, they look spooky enough, but under UV, they look like something dredged up from my subconscious, designed and tailor-made to scare me to my soul’s core. I’m lucky that the largest scorpion I’ve ever seen was behind glass.
Were I you, I’d just confine the bugger, and dump it outside. I’m one of those oh-the-humanity nonviolents, so your mileage may vary, but ordinarily, scorpions are harmless if you’re not sick, very young, very old, or have an allergy to scorpion venom.
I live in central Florida, though. Arachnids aren’t much of a worry here (although they do exist. I have three cobwebs in my room alone.); it’s the four species of venomous snake that can be found in this swampy, sweaty division of the US.
May nothing more deadly than a newborn kitten attack you henceforth, Espirx. (note: newborn kittens are so very cute, but those undulled, newborn claws tend to hurt. Teeth are worse.)
The last scorpion I saw I emptied my Army service .45 auto. into. All seven rounds.
Seriously.
Though it wasn’t in a “domestic” environment, so I don’t recommend that as a course of action to others.
Unless they’re as freaked by arachnids as I am.
I’ve just submitted this thread for Threadspotting. And proposed “Telepathic Man-eating Radioactive Scorpions with laser-eyes” as the name.
I still think that the Madagascar Hissing Roaches are the creepiest creepy-crawly things I’ve ever seen. And that was in a zoo, behind a glass display case!
Gosh Esprix did they look like this?
http://www.angelfire.com/mo2/animals1/scorpion/empscorp.html
or more like this
http://wrbu.si.edu/www/stockwell/photos/h_troglodytes(male).jpg
or possibly like this
http://wrbu.si.edu/www/stockwell/photos/h_spinifer.jpg
Possible band name?
If not, it’s still damned funny.
Okay, I managed to read to the end (although RickJay’s reaction was really, really tempting). Every time I read one of these threads with you Southerners telling us all about the horrible, creepy, nasty things you get IN YOUR HOUSES!!!, I vow to never complain about -30 degree weather or 9 month winters again. At least when we take our winter woollies out of storage, we know there’s not likely to be anything nesting in them. ::insert extreme shudder::
Just so you know, his name is Eduardo.
Esprix
Allright Esprix!
Glad to hear you did’t stomp him. At least “Eduardo” has some class. I let my then twelve-year- old son name the one we owned. “Venom”-how original! I guess I really shouldn’t talk though. My tarantula is Charlotte!
Eduardo better still be alive!