Grown men aren't scared of snakes.
Well, some aren't.
A couple of years ago my son had a baseball game at Rockwall-Heath HS. About halfway through the game a small group of people were gathered outside the other team's dugout, looking at something in the space between the wall and roof. Some dad goes into the dugout, grabs a baseball bat and starts pounding at the aforementioned space in the dugout. Something falls to the ground, he picks it up, and sure enough, it's a snake. He carries it to the edge of a walkway and tosses it in the grass. I walk over to see what kind of snake it was, and find that superhero dad has killed a completely harmless foot and a half long rat snake.