After a 10-minute discussion of the Supreme Grossness of Silverfish, I returned to my room to find that I'd left my window open -- without the screen. dun dun DUN!
I spent the next ten minutes smushing mosquitoes with a New Yorker and then cleaning the smush marks off the wall. I'll be feeling phantom itches from the one that got away (there's always one) all night. *shudder*
Fortunately, that's still not nearly as bad as banannagoats' silverfish story. One sock-clad foot + one GINORMOUS silverfish = one messy insecticidal murder scene.
Not under the category of "ewww, gross" -- more "ewww, weird":
the hand-made vulva puppet (from
cleolinda's link-spam). MHC has prepared me for many things in my life, but I'm not sure that a "basketball sized vulva puppet" is one of them...
The internet is a scary, scary place.
Link edited to include the "WTF?" comments leading up to it because people deserve some warning, yo.