My biggest phobia is the desert centipede. Not your common household variety centipedes but the huge ass desert centipedes that live around here. My grandmother had a scar on her leg until the day she died from one of them and one my Uncles had one on his back. They get almost a foot long. :: shudder ::
He was a mean lookin' fucker.
those are fucked up..but this is my desert nitemare...i hate spiders!My biggest phobia is the desert centipede. Not your common household variety centipedes but the huge ass desert centipedes that live around here. My grandmother had a scar on her leg until the day she died from one of them and one my Uncles had one on his back. They get almost a foot long. :: shudder ::
i got that pic off the net..if i had to guess id say it was taken in Iraq...but i think there in the US to
I have had intimate contact with those as well. Unsure of the location of the photographs.
Unknown. I've seen one up close and personal. Crawled out of a tough-box right next to me.
That was probably the biggest case of the heeby-jeebies I've ever had. That fucker came out of the box in slow-mo. It disappeared one day. Fate unknown.
fate unknown LMAO
Yeah, they look like they could eat you whole.
Oh, we have those too. Only a smaller version. They're a type of mock scorpion. We call them Sun Spiders or Wind Spiders depending on who you talk to. They are extremely fast and for some reason always travel in pairs. We get them in our house all the time. They don't bother me as much as centipedes. Spiders don't bother me that much. I grew up with parents that would not allow us to kill spiders. It was considered good luck to have a grand daddy long legs in your home. The Navajo creation story has Spider Grandmother teaching them how to weave and DAMN was she a good teacher.
