Ever wondered what a thoughtful centipede would look like? Of course you haven't. But this is the best likeness you're likely to find: reclined on its back, its antennae swaying, its mandibles absentmindedly clicking, its myriad feet drumming on its chitinous belly. I just wonder what's going through that bundle of nerves it calls a brain. Something involving hunting and venom no doubt.
6 comments:
kinda makes ya just want to kiss him on the nose - he's so SERIOUS!
he's also dead.
thank goodness...is that your sweater...ewww. i don't have a problem with many bugs, but these give me the creeps...just saying...
wow, cool blog! Come check out and join Lame Owl.
The centipede was happy quite
Until the toad, for fun,
Said, "Pray, which leg goes after which?"
Which wrought his mind to such a pitch,
He lay distracted in a ditch
Considering how to run!
It's actually not a sweater but a t-shirt under fairly high magnification. It wasn't a big centipede; sometimes ugly things come in small packages?
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