Hmmm. I sense a marketing opportunity here.
I loved you in that shaky cam monster movie earlier this year!
Autograph?
Sorry! I should have put a caveat in there that I don’t live in the U.S, so I’m afraid I can’t give you any pointers as for brands. From what I understand though it’s not an uncommon method, and it works well against ants and other creepy-crawlies too. You should be able to find something like it.
Perhaps we shouldn’t be too hard on the humble silverfish. After all, it inspired what may be the greatest Cecil Adams quote of all time:
Allow me the egocentric joy of noting that this is my longest thread ever. 
My brother had a mole cricket try to burrow into his leg when he was kneeling on the lawn working on a car or something. He didn’t realize until he stood up. I still get a little nauseous when I think about that.
I also hate silverfish with a fiery passion. They keep eating my precious books. I found some silverfish bait but I haven’t noticed a significant improvement yet.
What’s silverfish bait? Atlas Shrugged?
Wouldn’t that just make them bloated and full of gas?
Oh my God this is hands down the most horrifying thing I have EVER read IN my LIFE it scared the punctuation clear out of me seriously.
You know what? I’ve totally gotten used to them – to the point where I’m kind of fond of them. They’re part of the ecosystem in my house. I know they’re theoretically venomous, but it’s not as if they’re running up my pant leg to get me. On the contrary – they’re on patrol in the basement, eating up brown recluse spiders as fast as they can.
Here’s yet another reason I’m glad to live at 10,000 feet, away from all those CREEPY BUGS! The most we get are spring bumble-flies (you know, those really big ones that move so slow you can easily smoosh them), and stray summer mosquitoes.
I haven’t dared click on any of the picture links.
That’s just what you want, slow them down and make them easier to squish.
Silverfish, centipedes, millipedes, are all horrible, horrible creatures. I believe the more legs something has, the more it should die. 2 legs good, and all that. Thankfully the worst we seem to get in our house are spiders, and they are usually just teetering on the brink of ok-I-can-deal-with-this size, and number of legs. Usually once a year I find the mother of them all and have to call in reinforcements. I am trying to teach my 3 year old that catching spiders for mommy and taking them outside is fun, so that I just have another person to do it when my husband is not around. Or, he can kill them, his call.
Bugs in general are fine, as long as they are not inside my house, where they could get on me. At least when I am outside I am in nature and prepared to deal with them as I am in their habitat. Inside, I let my guard down and I feel they take advantage of that.
Big ass bugs are the number one reason I will never move to the south.
No. Pillbugs are cute.
Y’know what? I’ll agree with that. They pass my test of ‘would I let them crawl on me?’ Not even butterflies do that (it happened once, I got the ‘ARGH! BUG! GET IT OFF!’ reaction) Caterpillars are okay too. (Yes, I see the contradiction. I don’t care.)
However, if I ever see one of either of them wider than half an inch, all bets are off.
It’s the way bug legs move. It’s not right. Centi- and millipedes are unearthly too, but not quite as bad. Until they get big (those snake sized ones? Kill them. Kill them with fire. Then burn the ashes.)
And yes, lobster, crabs, and shrimp count as bugs too. Yummy bugs, but I don’t want to see them.
“Herbivore,” of course, is Latin for “leaver of stinky brown shit in the hand.”
Obligatory link for these threads.
Scale in yards.
You forgot vinegaroons. I keeps me a big ol’ giant can of Bug Nuke. And I make my husband spray around the whole house on the outside.
DIE YOU BASTARDS, DIE!!!
There was an infestation of those in my dad’s basement about fifteen years ago. Then a toad from outside moved in. Haven’t seen a camel cricket since.
This made me guffaw. I hate silverfish but that image is absolutely hilarious.