two childhood memories of centipedes:
1. i remember my parents telling us as children that if you cut a centipede in half, the two halves will continue to run independently. we of course went out and caught a nice 12 incher, cut it in two..they weren't joking..
2. i remember marvelling at the dynamically armoured exoskeleton of tropical centipedes. someone once threw one on a fire and it exploded wildly from within buckling its shiny black crenellated shell at each articulated joint.
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