Grab your can opener and head for the nearest bomb shelter. The mayflies have come for us, and as far as I’m concerned, they may as well be locusts.
No matter what this list reveals, please know that mosquitos are the worst bug. Nothing fills me with a stronger desire to kill than seeing an entitled-ass mosquito flying around, likely high off of the blood and pain of an innocent passerby. They’re tiny and quiet and often hard to notice until after they’ve already…
In today’s Tweet Beat, Zac Efron is paranoid, Whitney Port would like to know more about your energy, and just about everyone is interacting with bugs.
Dogs claim to be “man’s best friend,” but tell that to James Behan, a New Yorker who’s seemingly so attached to his bedbugs that he refused the services of an exterminator and let the infestation in his apartment persist to the point that his landlord filed a lawsuit.
A group of scientists wanted to find the most effective mosquito repellents. So they tested 10 different substances, including campout standbys like DEET, as well as a random choice: Victoria’s Secret perfume Bombshell. Turns out the perfume is almost as good as DEET.
In today’s Pissing Contest, we’re talking about our worst encounters with bugs. (Thanks to reader Chad for the suggestion!) “But that’s a spider in the lede photo,” you’re probably saying. “Spiders aren’t insects!” CAN IT, you annoying nerd! We’re talking about horrifying experiences with creepy-crawlies and…
Welcome to Grim Yelp Reviews, a regular feature where we share people’s worst experiences at the worst places. This week: I feel itchy now and soon, so will you.
If you’ve ever wondered how close we are to The Hunger Games, Battle Royale or The Running Man (Arnold’s best role), this video of two women furiously trying to blow a monster bug into each other’s mouths should reassure you that we are on the precipice of giving up both life and limb for the chance to be on TV. (Also…
As of now, we don't know very much about Christopher, one of the many guests who'll appear on the new Showtime series Sex with Sunny Megatron. Here's what we do know: He's a formicophile. That means he loves to have bugs crawl over him, slithering on and around his nipples and genitals.
A UK woman's home was infested with thousands of wasps, unbeknownst to her.
And did so in hopes of winning a chance to work in Italy—as a model, that is, and not as a bug exterminator.
Out there in the world, people are still trying to make bug-eating happen. But, so far, Americans — a populace who greedily devour Doritos Locos Tacos and myriad other confectionery nightmares — are not having it.
A tree planted in memory of the late George Harrison is being replanted because beetles are slowly destroying it.
Hooray, you guys! It's outdoor sunshine BBQ lake lounging tiki torch season! But you know what that means: It's also gross bugs eating you alive and feasting on your blood and giving you disfiguring welts and deadly diseases season. Bogus.
Or, as many of us call it, sex. Hey, did you know that eighty-five percent of male insects engage in homosexual acts? About the same rate as my high school exes. Don't remind me. Ugh.
If you've always wondered exactly what it looks like, inside of your flesh, when a mosquito sticks its stabby, contaminated tube-mouth in there and sucks your blood, YOU'RE WELCOME. Here's a video of it. Video of the mosquito probing around for a blood vessel (inside "a flap of mouse skin") is above, and video of the…
If you're a resident of the American Southeast and have been noticing an unsettling and sinister smell in the out of doors lately, do not panic — it's merely the stink of millions of decaying cicada bodies, tiny corpses that mere days ago were full of vim and vigor.
If you truly are what you eat, congratulations because you're now a bug! Even with pesticides and other poisons engineered for food, large traces of bug parts — like wings, thoraxes and heads — are getting into your food. In fact, it's likely that you eat up 1 and 2 pounds of bugs each year. At least that's the…
I live in the Pacific Northwest, which means that the most interesting bug-themed event of my lifetime was side-eyeing a silverfish in my laundry room last week (slimer needed to cut the attitude tho srsly). We don't have anything big or venomous or swarmy at all ever, which makes the east coast's 17-summer cicada…