Everyday Entomology
House Centipedes: A Friend You Haven’t Met
Not all heroes have backbones
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House centipedes, while visually off-putting, are the unsung heroes of the insect world. Don’t believe me? Maybe it’s time to educate yourself on the benefits of having a house centipede in your life.
1. They Eat Other Bugs
These creatures are insectivores: meaning they hunt and eat insects and arachnids. Once you see a house centipede, you know that pretty soon you won’t be seeing any annoying ants or spiders. They also clear up bed bugs without the need for harsh chemicals.
Want a clean house? Ask a house centipede: the maid you don’t have to pay or make awkward eye contact with.
2. They’re Adorable
Just look at that face! Those great big eyes, that mischievous, permanent grin, those plump labial palps. That’s a face only a negligent foster mother couldn’t love.

3. They Don’t Like People
Unlike mosquitoes or horse flies — who drink blood to survive — house centipedes don’t want anything to do with us hairless apes. According to the Kaufman Field Guide to the Insects of North America, their small forcipules have difficulty penetrating skin. “Sting attempts are therefore rare unless the centipede is cornered or aggressively handled.” Just be gentle if you can’t resist the temptation to pet them.
4. They’re Perfect for Racing
Delicate legs allow centipedes to reach speeds of up to 0.4 meters/second. I recommend catching a pair of these arthropods, placing a tasty ladybug an equal distance away, and then releasing them to scramble for their feast. It’s fun for the whole family: from your four-year-old budding entomologist daughter, to your forty-eight-year-old gambling addict brother-in-law.

5. They Bring Good Luck
In many cultures, house centipedes are considered harbingers of good fortune. For example in China, the sight of a house centipede in December indicates that soon ancient spirits will bestow a wealth of OH MY GOD THERE’S ONE ON MY LEG! Holy shit squish it! SQUISH IT!!!!
Oh man . . . my heart is racing . . . phew . . .
One of his little legs is still moving. Yuck!!
I need a shower.
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