Ew. He started out in the bathroom and somehow sneaked to my bedroom. Ran laps around the molding. The Taschinator dared to eliminate the centipede with a large, baseball-sized wad of toilet paper. At one point she climbed on the window sill to tease the big guy to come back down. He curled up his back end, taking on the appearance of a cat about to pounce on his victim. I'm certain we heard him hiss at this point. And if he could expel poisonous venom, I'm sure he would have done so.
Alas, we lost sight of him. And he lives on. Somewhere. In our apartment.
Part of the hunt was captured in video. Tasch was the videotaper, laughing at me hysterically. Tasch, where's part II?
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http://lancaster.unl.edu/pest/resources/centipedemillipede012.shtml
Watch out! It could be poisonous!
oh ew. that comes as no consolation whatsoever.
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