I'm usually calm about spiders and other nonsense, but one day I had to kill a frigging multi-legged thing. It was disgusting and I couldn't do it. So it disappeared. Meanwhile my ex is squealing like a [expletive] which didn't help me even though it is supposed to be motivate me to take on the leader role (when everybody is a cowering mess somebody always becomes the leader). Anywho, it eventually started crawling on the ground so I rolled a chair over it and stomped the wheel to crush it yay winnar is me

So in other words, I'm scared of centi/milipedes.