(*cue dramatic music*)
This isn't a good picture of one because during the "lymph" stage they have way more legs, but what the hell, if you want to see what that looks like you can look it up.
I'm not your college.
I don't know what the hell planet these things are from, all I know is they keep trying to scoot away after they are all dead on the bottom of your son's shoe and even if the legs aren't attached they still try to run and suddenly I've got a 20 foot smear across my wall of legs all trying to run away from me but not having any body to transport, so it's like that nightmare you have where you go to bed with your mother and it starts out all innocent at first and then it starts to get weird and creepy and then you wake up and you're making out with your pillow and you swear you'll never tell anyone that story but 'Whoops!" too late dipshit, someone went and invented the internet. You just told the whole world.
Also, these bugs appear to have a pocket of spacetime inside their abdomen that holds the leg running mechanism which seems to contain about 80 miles of tubing because there's no way that much guts could fit inside that little bug.
Of course, being a serious journalist, I went and looked them up online. Here's what wiki says about their diet:
"...These include glue, book bindings, paper, photos, sugar, hair, and dandruff. Silverfish can also cause damage to books, tapestries, and textiles. Silverfish will commonly graze in and around showers, baths, and sinks on the cellulose present in many shampoos, shaving foams and so on. Apart from these cases, the damage caused by silverfish is negligible and they have no direct effect on human health beyond psychological distress ..."
That's right, apart from pretty much spending their whole lives trying to eat your head, and grazing like cattle inside your bathroom sink, they are totally engaged in psychological warfare with the human race, and I'm not saying that they are terrorists but I think we can pretty much blame 9/11 on them and maybe George Bush wouldn't have been elected to a second term if that hadn't happened and then right now we wouldn't have to be preparing for the cannibal and/or zombie apocalypse that will happen after our money gets done exploding.
Also because you're all pretty much perverts, here is a description of what it would be like to have sex with one, if that's your thing:
The reproduction of silverfish is preceded by a "love dance", involving three phases, which may last over half an hour. In the first phase, the male and female stand face to face, their trembling antennae touching*, then repeatedly back off and return to this position. In the second phase the male runs away and the female chases him.**
See? Even sex with them is all running around, and I don't know about you but the idea of super horny bugs running all over my house in the throes of some weird primordial fuck-dance makes me feel all oogey, and now I'm going to be super-scared that I sleep with my mouth open because I'm still traumatized from when that ladybug jumped down my throat. And that was a beautiful ladybug not some vicious hair-grazing space-time monster from another planet.
* "their trembling antennae touching"? Seriously? Whoever wrote this is really turned on by watching monsters have sex and I think we can all agree that unless a Japanese girl is involved in some way, that's just disgusting.
** I didn't include a description of the third phase because it's like not giving the ingredients to a pipe bomb online. I don't know what you guys are liable to try, but I wash my hands of THAT responsibility.