That would be a centipede. Good thing it wasn't one of those ones which are the most poison-est things on the planet.
That would be a centipede. Good thing it wasn't one of those ones which are the most poison-est things on the planet.
[strike]HOLY smurfING HIST YOU GUYS THERE'S IATLOADOF THEM IN MY ROOM WHTA DO I DO I AM FRAKING OUT NOW
I PUT THE FIRST ONE IN THE TRASH BUT THIS IS TOO MANY D:[/strike]
EDIT:
Disregard, it was confetti.
Eat it!
OH GOD WHY WOULD YOU POST THAT *flee*
That second picture made me shudder. I saw one of those crawl out of my brother's room the other day. Slipped right under the door and crawled around like it owned the place before my shoe ended it. Anything with more than four legs freaks me right the smurf out.
Horrible discoveries wise, I once found a wolf spider nest behind my bookshelf while fishing out a fallen stormtrooper. I immediately packed everything in my room up, making sure all the boxes and items were spider free, moved my bed and other furnishings out, and did a clean sweep of my room. I went over my carpet like ten times and even checked the walls and ceiling. I smurfing hate spiders.
God now I'm going to think every little thing is a centipede and freak out like I did with the confetti.
When I was a kid in primary school, we used to go to a certain tree where these prickly caterpillar things lived. I don't know what they're actually called, but we called them spitfires. We used to bottle them in a jar and shake it. It was mean =[
Anyway, as I was putting my uniform in the washing one time I noticed that one of them had stuck himself to the back of my shirt. It was a big shock. I remember thinking "I don't know what to do with this, I don't have a jar." So I put it in the washing anyway.
In an unrelated story, my most horrifying experience to do with bugs and creepy crawlies has nothing to do with packing/cleaning. It's to do with a hot summer day, a juice box left unattended, an ambitious horde of ants and me returning to finish my juice only to be like "wtf is this furry feeling in my mouth?"
Why would confetti be an icky brown color?
The visual I got from this was brilliant.Originally Posted by Mo-Nercy
I lol'd.
No, the photo I posted was a centipede. After that I went to get more stuff out from under my bed, worried that I might find more, and saw long strings of confetti there and in the lighting and my state of mind I freaked out because I thought they were more centipedes xD
EWWW CENTIPEDES.
During Spring Break, I had to stay behind for a few days because my smurfin' car decided to be problematic at the worst possible time. I was scavenging around for food and found my roommate's bread in the cupboard. I opened it up, so ready to make a sandwich, only to find that it was all GREEN.
ALL OF IT.
Every last inch.
I was mortified.
Immediately it looked like one of those plastic woven keychain things kids were always making in elementary school. I think British kids called them Scoobies?
I remember when we were helping my aunt move into her new house and there was all this stuff that was left in the house from the previous people selling it to her that they didn't want, so we were throwing it away and it was all pretty mistreated and the people were slobs (which is why she got the house for such a deal). Anyway we were moving a big old recliner chair that looked to be about 200 years old and when we did we began to smell and awful smell...and while we were carrying it out we heard and felt something fall out from the bottom of the chair. We were outside by this point, and looked down, and there it was; a rotting, festering cat corpse with ants crawling all over it.
I was 13 at the time, so I dropped the chair and ran for the hills screaming like a little girl.
That was a craze here too. I remember going to the local library to study for my high school finals and all the primary school kids were making those things. Surely not with brown and brown though. =]Immediately it looked like one of those plastic woven keychain things kids were always making in elementary school. I think British kids called them Scoobies?
I've just remembered another icky story. My girlfriend has a portable BBQ that we haven't cleaned in months. I asked her, "have we even taken the coal out?" and when we realised we hadn't, I went to look under the lid. SO MUCH MOULD! Neither of us want to clean it, so we're just waiting for it to mutate Akira-style into some sort of freaky sentient being.
I SMURFING HATE CENTIPEDES
I didn't think much of them
And then one just crawls across my computer desk like it weren't no thang
And I seriously freaked right the smurf out. I was shaking like little girl. I went and put gloves on, I tore the room apart looking for the smurfer for about 40 minutes. Then one of the cats freaked out and was hunting something and it was the demon. So yeah I was a big fan of Murphy that night xD
I am absolutely terrified of these things, they are worse than spiders.
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