Revolution

I was at Jay's place tonight and on my way out I saw a huge centipede crawl across the kitchen floor. Naturally I stomped the shit out of it. I bragged to Jay in the next room how I conquered the mighty beast. He came in to take a look and chastised me for the tiny stature of the bug.

"That's the smallest bug I've ever seen".

Irrelevant Jay. It's small now, but what if that bug grows up to become the natural born general of all centipedes and leads The Great Bug Revolution of 2023? Where all bugs rise up against the humans and make us their slaves, working in the honey hives for all eternity. Kind of like that stupid whiny bitch-kid Arnold has to protect in the first Terminator.

Or worse, what if the "small" bug crawls up on Jay in the middle of the night while he's sleeping and leaves an egg sack like this.

So you're welcome Jay. And you're welcome humanity. My very rational fear of bugs has saved us all.