Nooooo!!! Not again!!!
This is my fourth spring in Madison and I am finally desensitized to the point that I don’t scream bloody murder and climb on a chair when I see one. Last spring, I actually captured a few of them and let them go outside, which was an amazing feat.
ME. I saw my first centipede tonight.MY HOUSEMATE. Oh, I saw my first one yesterday. It was this big, I’m not kidding you. (holds her hands apart to suggest the width of a small house cat)ME. I didn’t even know they came in that size.MY HOUSEMATE. It was the biggest one I’ve ever seen in my life.ME. God, that must have been so gross when you killed it.MY HOUSEMATE. Um… that’s kind of the problem…ME. Oh no.MY HOUSEMATE. He’s still at large.
I hate them so much. They’re basically the only bug I’m terrified of. Perhaps having seen my friend’s dog eat one as a child had something to do with it…the dog spit out one of the legs, and the leg KEPT MOVING. THEY CANNOT BE KILLED THROUGH CONVENTIONAL MEANS.
That’s TERRIBLE…and terrifying…
Seriously, if I had a nickel for every time a Zombie Centipede sprang back to life after being DECIMATED by various poisons/shoes/ear-piercing-screams, I would have a whole lot of nickels. They are FREAKY-DEAKY.
Also, Anna, when I first read your comment, I thought it said “Perhaps having seen one eat my friend’s dog as a child had something to do with it.” And that did not surprise me.
I had this problem at my first apartment, in Sun Prairie, and I can most definitely attest to the fact that they NEVER DIE. You can break them into 10 different pieces and then you just have 10 centipedes instead of one! When I saw the picture of a centipede my heart did that flutter thing that happens when you are DEATHLY AFRAID. God speed, Laurie, God speed.
After reading Movie Maven’s comment, I literally just SHRIEKED out loud at work, my co-worker asked me what was wrong and I told her that my friend is being attacked by 4 foot immortal bugs. She just laughed.
GEEEEWWWWWWW!!! Make that picture GO AWAY!! One was crawling in my kitchen SINK last week and not only did I crush it with the force of 9,000 metinertia but I had my tea kettle in the other hand and poured the rest of my boiling water on its corpse.
If it had been on the floor, I might have danced on that fucker. I HATE them. Roaches too (FULL BODY SHAKING). Sick.
Oh. My. God. I am suddenly oh so glad I live in NZ. I’m pretty sure those just don’t exist over here (I’ve never seen one).
I’m not too bad with creepy crawlies generally, but that would scare the sh*t out of me.
I cannot tell you all how much I better feel, thanks to your support. I just came home and as I was passing through the Centipede’s lair (aka the stairwell to my bedroom), I felt so much stronger just knowing that you all have my back! Of course, if I actually saw the sucker, I’d probably still cry and run away.
Though it’s probably not much solace, they’re actually fairly beneficial critters to have, since they eat all of the other little nasties you don’t want around, including spiders, bedbugs, termites, cockroaches, silverfish, ants and other household arthropods.
I’m not exactly signing up to harbor any centipedes, but it might be better than the alternative.
And unfortunately, Wikipedia tells us that they have also been found in eastern and south-eastern Australia, from Sydney to Tasmania as well as in New Zealand.
Pardon this “scaring you shitless” update.
omg! i am about to do my own insect post! i’m glad i”m not the only one.
I fucking HATE these things, they are the ugliest creepiest bug I have ever seen. I never knew they existed until one ran across my living room floor one fine summer day.
L, my condolences.
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