I got up one night around 1am to pee. I see maybe 3 or 4 of these little guys in my house each summer, so not very often, but enough that I am always on guard for them, so I turn on the bathroom light and put my feet on the bathmat, thinking it will offer some sort of centipede protection. I am halfway through peeing when one of those little devils apparates out of nowhere and runs full speed right at me. The bathmat does not slow it down at all.

I don’t care what they eat. In my house, they are the worst pest.