Attack of the Giant black mutated bug (kinda long)

Now first off please note that since a young age I’ve been very fond of bugs of all sorts (excluding mosquitoes and house centipedes of course). Looking under rocks just to find them, hold them, and make them my friends. I know I’m wierd, but they’re cool. I never kill a bug that’s not trying to bite me or take over the house. Hell, I own a tarantula. If there’s a spider at a friends house and they’re going to kill it I come to the rescue, explaining that they only want to protect you from the mosquities while I bring it safely outside. But, if it’s on me and I don’t know it till I feel it on me. All bets are off.

So, I’m lying innocently in bed, getting ready to watch a movie. My boyfriend is standing nearby setting it up and I feel somthing tickly on my chest. I freeze and look at my Bf who happens to look at me just then. I expect a look of “OMG there’s a bug on you” but no, what I get is the most freaked out, disgusted and shocked look I’ve ever seen him make. I feel it move towards my shoulder and it’s heavy::shudder::. I, naturally, freak right the hell out, jump up and start flailing in it’s general vicinity. So now, we have no idea where this thing went.

Me: What the hell was that thing? (I couldn’t see it where it was on me.)

Him: I don’t know! But it was black and shiny and moving really fast! It was this big! (Showing a distance of about an inch and a half between his fingers) :eek:

Me: how many legs did it have?

Him: I don’t know, it was moving too fast.

We figure it must have fallen on me from the bed canopy. We look for it, not wanting to go to bed knowing there’s a giant mutated bug lurking in the room. But alas, it was nowhere to be found. I’m sure it was just out of sight watching us, cackling maniacally, waiting for it’s next opportunity to ambush. I’m picturing an unknown species of earwig that’s 1 1/2" long. (earwigs are gross! I don’t kill them but I don’t hold 'em either)

So after we calm down (he was as freaked out as I was) we start the movie and he promptly falls asleep. I, meanwhile am occasionaly feeling that ooky feeling that somethings crawling on me and brushing franticly away at invisible creepy crawlies.

Eventually I let my guard down and start to fall asleep. Lo and behold, I feel something large crawling up my left calf. WTF? I jolt upright to brush it off or kill it. I see something of the same discription Bf had given. The light of the TV reflecting off it’s back. And it was big. I coulnd’t stop the reflex to get it off me NOW. So I brush it off and it promptly disapears…again. :smack: I was telling myself it was a giant black garden cricket because it held on to my skin like a beetle would, you can feel the grip of their pionty feet. As I’ve said I’ve held all sorts of bugs, and beetles by far, have the best grip IMO.
OMG this thing was scary!

Yeah, I didn’t sleep too well that night.

The next day My Bf calls me at work.

Him: I found the perpetrator.

Me: What?

Him: Your attacker.

Me: What was it?

Him: A giant, black, shiny spider.

Me:…What?

Him: A giant, black, shiny spider!
Now, I know it was dark in the room, but I have never seen a spider that was that big, black and shiny! He took a picture of it on his cell and it defintely was a spider. I was looking online to find was species it was. But I haven’t found anything.

I still can’t believe it found me Twice!!! ::shudder:: Maybe it just wanted to be my friend and ally against unwarranted killing of bugs. But I kind of doubt that.

Woo, sorry so long but I had to share.

So, when was the last time you were attacked by a bug and what was it?

I don’t know, but you’ve inspired me to beat my bed thoroughly with a stick before I lie down in it tonight.

First of all, let me just say, “AAAAAAAAAUGH!” ::shudders uncontrollably:: And I’m one of those “don’t kill it, let’s scoop it up and carry it outside” nutcases.

My recent close encounter of the arthropod kind… I HATE earwigs. They creep my out totally. So, as is my workday routine, I grab my coffee cup, walk down the hall to the place where the coffee is, wash my cup out with soap and hot water, dry it, add powdered creamer and pour in coffee.

Coffee cup in hand, I go off to meet with a colleague on a project. At some point, I pick up my cup to take a sip, happen to look down, and – you guessed it – a dead earwig is floating in my cup.

I can only presume that it had taken up residence in the container of powdered coffee creamer. BLECH!

I have a feeling I’ll wind up regretting this, but – care to share the pic?

This is the kind of thing that gives me waking nightmares and makes me eye all packaged foodstuffs with the utmost suspicion. I had taken one of those tiny boxes of raisins to work to eat with lunch one day and was about halfway through the box (popping raisins without looking) when I happened to glance down. There were GRUBS all through the raisins. Big, plump, white grubs, and I never even felt or tasted them. I almost vomited…

I would, but I only have access to a computer at work. I could possibly have it e-mailed to me hear and post it, that would take a day or two at least though. Sorry,
but it was naaaaasty looking. I love spiders, but oh my Og I couldn’t believe twice in one night it found me.::shudder::

OOOH! I found a pic that looks just like it. I doubt it’s the right species but it looked like this. Sorry I don’t know how to make a cool linky thing. :o

Go down to the third pic on that page. Yeah, the shiny black one with thick pointy legs.

If someone would be kind enough to tell me how to make a link that would be great. :slight_smile:

freckafree I feel for you. I can’t stand Earwigs, I don’t kill 'em but they have to be the grossest things ever. This year I’ve just had bad luck with bugs in general. I was house sitting for my parents in March drinking a cup of coffee and watching TV. I pick it up off the table, take a big gulp…something is squirming in my mouth! I spit it back into the cup, there was a fly swimming in there. Ack…uuuughhgg. I went and rinsed my mouth for a while after that one.

The last incident before the giant spider attack was 2 weeks ago. I’m sitting in my apartment watching a movie with my roomates. They had a love seat pulled up in front of the TV. So they were to my right and directly under the cieling fan. I saw something fall onto the back of their loveseat directly behind the neck of the roomate who kills every bug he finds. I jump up, reach to grab it and bring it outside, thinking it was an innocent spider who had lost it’s way. Right before my hand touched it, I realized it was the biggest earwig I’ve ever seen, Yuck. It’s pinchers were well over 1/2" long…with barbs! It was going for his neck, so I grabbed it anyway, freaking out, running for the porch door. It had fallen from the light fixture on the cieling fan! WTF! Why do they feel the need to drop out of nowhere and freak us out?

Anyway, I come back in the room squicking out.

Him:What WAS that?

Me: A giant earwig was going for your neck! And I grabbed it. Uuugh!

Him: Oh great, another bug you kept me from killing.

Me: Well would you rather I let it crawl up your neck? :rolleyes: I wasn’t gonna crush it in my hand! Eeew!

And jayjay OMG that’s just nasty! I don’t know what I would of done. At least now I know, if I’m starving in the wilderness, grubs have a mild flavor. :smiley:
Sorry I couldn’t resist.

I meant here of course. :smiley:

Not quite the same, but I found my first personal tick this past weekend. Little booger was try to make lunch out of the fold on the backside of my right knee…

I’m sure it won’t be the last tick I get, either.

Ticks freak me out too. They don’t die unless you burn 'em. The only time one actually got me I was camping (I was 7 or something) with my parents. My mom and I woke up in the morning and went to the shower/bathroom house. I did the normal morning thing, while I was rinsing my face off I felt a slight bump on my forehead. I didn’t think anything of it untill my mom looked at me and said “Ugh, you have a tick on your forehead.” I’m freaked out and telling her to get it off. She looks closer and sees it’s on there good, probably all night. It was halfway IN my skin.

So we go back to the camp site and my dad says we can’t pull it out because it’s head would break off and stay in my skin and most likely get infected. So he takes his Giant (to me) hunting knife and rests the tip in the hot coals of the fire. I’m all big eyed, “What do you need that for?” He says, “To get the tick out” All non-chalantly. (sp?) I’m thinking he’s going to carve it out of my face with a red hot knife. That was still one of my scariest childhood memories. My dad slowly bringing a hot knife closer and closer to my forehead. I was just waiting for the pain to start. I could feel the heat coming off the knife. And then it was over. All he did was touch the tip to it’s butt and it came right out. I shout “That’s IT?”
He’s like “Yeah, what’d you think I was gonna do?” :wink:

I’ve found them on me since then, but none have had the chance to bite.

Now that I’ve been reminiscing, I’m not sure how I still became such a tomboy. :dubious: :cool:

2 things:

  1. These days we are having issues with crickets. These are not the singing kind, though. (Thankfully). We bring them home to feed our gecko. The case has no holes. We’ve checked repeatedly. We feed him so carefully and then immediately shut the glass doors. There is no way a cricket could escape. And yet, once a week or so, we find a cricket loose. Last night it was crawling over the carpet. I pounced, and so did it - they can’t fly but they can jump fairly well - and so it’s still loose.
  2. We’re moving at the end of August. The new apartment had a HUGE hairy nasty centipede, sitting high up where we couldn’t reach him. We resolved to come back and get him. The apartment is clean otherwise, and I know centipedes come inside lots, so I wasn’t too worried.
    Except - now he’s gone. We have sealed up every hole we coudl find with caulk, but I am still skeeved out.

I am OK with bugs, too, except for two things. Not in my house or on me, and NO centipedes or silverfish. Bleh.

[QUOTE=theunfounddoor]
He took a picture of it on his cell and it defintely was a spider. I was looking online to find was species it was. But I haven’t found anything.

I still can’t believe it found me Twice!!!QUOTE]

Q: By any chance, do you look a Lot like Kirsten Dunst?
Spiderbug, Spiderbug,
Scares Doper-babes just like a Thug,
Spins a web, any size,
Has a thing for theunfounddoor’s thighs,
Look Out!
Here comes the Spiderbug!

Is he strong?
Listen bud,
Shaking him off her leg drew some blood.
Can he swing from a thread?
Maybe if she kicks him out of bed.
Hey, there
There goes the Spiderbug!

In the still of night
his eight legs do unfurl,
Climbing up your leg,
you’ll scream like a 6 year-old girl!

Spiderbug, Spiderbug!
All he wants is a little hug,
Your food & toothbrushes
He’s ingnored
Fondled legs is his reward.

To him, life ends with a great big bang up
So he’ll live off your insect hang up
When you find the Spiderbug!!!

I would rather scrape all my skin off with a spoon than hear that story again. Oh my God, my eyes just threw up.

Seriously, nothing could ever be worse than a big, black, shiny, grippy spider that likes hanging about on human flesh.

::Wild Applause::

Count Blucher Thank you for that wonderful song. :slight_smile: I haven’t laughed like that in way too long. And no, I don’t look too much like her. I’m taller and don’t have squinty eyes.

Wow, I just read it again and laughed harder than the first time. That’s definitely getting printed out and going on my office wall for when I need a pick-me-up. :smiley:
I just started 52-60 hr. weeks. It will last a couple months at least so I’m sure I’ll need it.
You just made my day. :slight_smile: :slight_smile: :slight_smile: :slight_smile:

Yurgh!

Reading this thread and getting thoroughly yurked out, I decided to do a little research on a type of spider I see EVERYWHERE, one that actually set off our smoke detector once because there were roughly 14,345,842 of them living inside it, one which I still routinely see living in the corners of my own home.

Turns out it’s the sac spider, and its bite can have very toxic effects. I almost peed my pants just now, reading that.

I think I need to lie down.

Use the “insert hyperlink” tool on the Reply page (it looks like a globe with a chain link in front of it). That allows you to make your links like so:

Hey, look! A ton of fucking creepy-ass digusting spiders! Anyone got a flamethrower handy?

Nope, don’t like 'em…not one bit.

That looks to me to be a brown recluse which is very toxic, as you said. I ran across a web site about it in my own search. Here’s a cite for a first aid kit in case you get bit. WARNING: nasty picture of bite wound if not treated in linky. Except the one in the link seems to look a little different so don’t totlally flip out till you know which one it is. Still, better safe than sorry.

First Aid Kit

If you don’t have a kit and get bit go to the hospital right away I don’t want you to freak out worse, but that worries me.

Oh, and I recommend stocking up on RAID and going to town. (If they really are the Brown recluse of course)

Now you can go lie down. :slight_smile:

Thanks** Hal**! :slight_smile:

I woke up a few weeks ago and felt something caught in my teeth. I pulled it out and it was a silverfish, with its head dangling.

Stupid suicidal insect.

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
:throws up: