I live in southern Minnesota, where many insects are abundant, most dominantly mosquitoes and spiders and cigarette ants. We just moved from an old brick house, that could probably be almost 100 years old. We always had a small centipede problem with it (small centipedes), where we would kill one maybe once or twice a week. They were most commonly in the basement as well as spiders, which now that I've seen centipedes don't effect me at all.
Anyway, in the new house, we haven't had many problems at all -- we've killed one or two centipedes in the three weeks we've been here. Thing is, while my dad was unpacking, he was moving a bookshelf and found a loving man-eating centipede behind the shelf. I'm talking loving monstrous, literally nearly three inches long. You could see all of it's legs and everything, I was loving disgusted. He had to use an entire piece of paper to kill it versus the usual nearest toilet paper or something.
I loving hate these friends.
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