Every time I see these, I remind myself they don’t want to be around me and they eat cockroaches, bed bugs, and termites (and other yucky stuff I don’t like).
The creepiness increases tenfold when you encounter one for the first time and it is as scared of you then you are scared of it. Those little guys are very fast.
When I learned that they are harmless to us humans I started to tolerate them. I mean they really try to get out of our way.
They’re just too damn creepy for me. I’m sorry, guys, my primitive brain has been programmed to have a strong response to seeing something like you. You understand. squish
I live in an area with those fuckers, but also brown recluses and black widows. As a kid I always though we were lucky because we didn’t have any house centipedes, but now I realize that the houses with centipedes don’t have the widows and recluses. It’s like a turf war and I’m in the more dangerous neighborhood.
House centipedes (Scutigera coleoptrata) are equally as beneficial as they are creepy.
Every time I see these, I remind myself they don’t want to be around me and they eat cockroaches, bed bugs, and termites (and other yucky stuff I don’t like).
Damn they give me the heebie jeebies though.
I’ll take the ants and flies, thanks. If I have this in my house, it’s likely I loose my home to fire
Nah screw that, flies actually buzz around you, ants steal your food. I’ll take these silvertales any day, thank you!
As the one time owner of a 100 yo house in the Midwest I say this: fuck no.
The creepiness increases tenfold when you encounter one for the first time and it is as scared of you then you are scared of it. Those little guys are very fast.
When I learned that they are harmless to us humans I started to tolerate them. I mean they really try to get out of our way.
They’re just too damn creepy for me. I’m sorry, guys, my primitive brain has been programmed to have a strong response to seeing something like you. You understand. squish
I live in an area with those fuckers, but also brown recluses and black widows. As a kid I always though we were lucky because we didn’t have any house centipedes, but now I realize that the houses with centipedes don’t have the widows and recluses. It’s like a turf war and I’m in the more dangerous neighborhood.
“Hey baby, those legs go all the way up?
“And around!”