The house centipede in your bathroom is the reason you don't have cockroaches.
That fast, leggy, kinda creepy looking thing you just saw scurry under the door is a Scutigera coleoptrata. It eats silverfish, cockroaches, spiders, ants, termites, and bed bug nymphs. The University of Georgia Extension calls house centipedes "allies in home pest control."
One house centipede can eat its body weight in pests every few days, hunting at night while you sleep. They don't damage your house, don't eat your food, don't carry disease, and don't bite unless you grab one.
Best of all: they're self limiting. When they run out of pests, they begin to hunt each other.
If you kill the centipedes, the pests they were eating multiply. Homes that exterminate house centipedes typically see cockroach, silverfish, and spider populations rise.
The bug that looks like a horror movie prop is doing the work of an exterminator for free. The bug it eats is the one that would actually wreck your stuff.
Pro-sportsball: You're gay and low T, sports are America's pastime
Anti-sportsball: You're gay goycattle, sports are bread and circus
Puerto Rican uncle: eye so essai fo bahbawnee
It’s so funny to me that the same people speaking in tongues outside the White House will turn around look you dead in the face and say Iran is run by radical theocrats.
Life used to have meaning. Attainable goals. Getting 10 bloodthirsties. That’s what it’s all about.
Now I gotta slave myself doing something I hate to get a car that will eventually shit out on me and an apartment that’ll raise rent next year. Gold camo is forever