Can't sleep, they're coming to get me

My flat mate returned home after Christmas with a huge grin on his face.  Yes, he got sea monkeys, or evil sea shit's as I like to call them.  They look so cute on the box, but don't let that give you false hope.  If you're expecting something cute and furry think again.  What you get looks more like something that will eat you alive or curse you in ways you could never imagine.  It's pure evil and looks something like this...

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I'd rather snuggle up to a hungry crocodile than have one of those in my flat! But last night we proceeded to create life.  They require 2 litres of bottled water (because tap water isn't good enough for them!!!) and 12 hours of light a day.  The lucky buggers get their own dedicated lamp!  It's only a matter of time before they take over my room.  The sachet they come in has an unsettling warning "wash hands after handling eggs" which resulting in rather a disturbing thought.  The eggs are microscopic; what if I swallowed one and it started growing inside of me?  The instruction book points out the joy that can be attained from raising sea monkeys, and that other species may appear (oh yay, lucky me).  Also, the "females" can fertilise their own eggs meaning we'll get many more generations (oh bloomin wonderful, so they just won't die?!?!).  They require 2-3 days to hatch so we shall see what appears.  I'm already planning various ways of killing them without my flatmate finding out.  Adding vodka, boiling the water, sealing the lid etc etc.  Any suggestions?