I hate centipedes. I hate centipedes so fucking much. I'm not scared they'll hurt me, it's just something about how they look, they instantly send me into The Scream-tier panic whenever I see them. I'm talking tunnel vision, chills, the whole suite, it's been like that since I was a kid, I have no idea why. I love the outdoors, but in areas with centipedes I have to stay away from big piles of leaves or wood for this reason. It's a pain. I hate house centipedes the most, but when I used to do fieldwork I worked in an area with the long red ones that live in the dirt and sometimes I'd unearth a whole fucking family and honest to god they can sense fear because they'd try to charge me. They all move at approx. 160 mph and they JUST DON'T FUCKING DIE. you can stomp on them and each hit takes out like one of their fifty thousand fucking legs and once I fucking BISECTED one of them with a shovel and I swear to god each half kept coming at me independently. god damn I hate them so much.
I'm browsing this thread without images enabled, so if anybody's thinking of being cute by replying to this post with one of those demon-creatures don't bother and also feel free to go fuck yourself.
