Sunday, July 26, 2020

Traumatized Man Encounters Satan's Centipede


This is one of those stories that just makes your skin crawl. This poor dude was being proactive and doing a little housecleaning, when he encountered a horrifying, behemoth of a centipede. To make matters worse, the centipede proceeded to crawl up his arm with lightning level speed. Chills. 

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Text - r/tifu + Join u/skankybutstuff • 5d 1 1 3 F 2 TIFU by meeting Satan's centipede M My hands are still shaking, but I have to tell someone the horrors I just experienced I'm a fairly active guy, and I've got a few of those sleeveless shirts I wear for working out. But with lockdown and a few life events, it's been about 1, 2 months since I've had a strict workout schedule. These sleeveless shirts have been hanging together in the back of my closet since then, just chillin.

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Text - For context, I live in a basement bedroom, and my closet is the room closest to the outside. I suppose I should have seen this coming, but I was blissfully ignorant. I went to dust off my workout shirts about ten minutes ago. Get some early morning work in since I couldn't go back to sleep and felt motivated. I was feeling pumped, had some sick music playing in my headphones, and was super proud of myself for getting going again. This was where the fuckup happened.

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Text - I peeled back the other clothes in my closet, and grabbed the farthest shirt at the back of my closet. Don't ask my why, I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life. The shirt came off the hanger, fell loosely on top of my hand, and resting right on the back (and now the top of my arm) was the biggest, hairiest, most legged centipede l've ever seen or imagined. I live in a rural area, so I've seen my fair share of bugs, but this |was COLOSSAL. Half of my hand big. And that's not the en

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Text - Flailing my arm around caused me to absolutely bitchslap my bottle of cologne sitting on the shelf immediately to my right, which promptly launched across the room and exploded into a billion little glass shards on the tile floor. The centipede, knocked onto my floor, scurried away as fast as his million legs could carry him while I freaked the fuck out. So now I'm sitting on the couch in the next room, shaking, afraid to ever walk barefoot on my floor again since Big Bongo is still on th

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