Most of you know how I feel about......
....... SPIDERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :willy_nilly:
Well..... I'm just sitting here minding my own business talking to you OTz people.... and I realized that it's now dark outside. So.... I decide I'll get up and go close the drapes.
As I turn to get up.... my feet are on the legs of my office chair.... there it is!!!!!!!!!! :eek
A huge black spider heading my way.... running across the carpet.... towards me!!!!! WTH? I jump from my chair and hold it between myself and 'it'! It's still running at me!!!! Brave bastardo!
Hubby is outside and even if I were to scream... he wouldn't hear me nor get here in time to destroy this monster!!!
So.... I take my chair.... with wheels.... and strategically try to run 'it' over. Takes a few tries.... but I run him over and I swear.... at one point... 'it' grabbed the wheel and tried to toss the chair at me!
I have a very vivid imagination when my life is being threatened by such a dastardly devil such as 'it'. :cool
Anywho..... As he is succumbing to the running over by said wheels of my office chair..... I grab the nearest thing I can find..... which in this case is a bottle of gel fire starter. I take the bottle and smash 'it' several times..... spreading 'it' quite flat.
I sense the danger is now over..... and looking at the now deceased horror... as 'it' was..... I decide to scoop his remains onto a piece of paper to show my hubby just how brave his dear one was in this moment of imminent danger.
And get this.... His first words were..... "That? Big?"
At first I took it as..... "That big!!!"
However.... looking at his expression as he disengaged himself from all conversation I had left in me..... I knew exactly what he meant. He is now on my shit list. Bastardo! :mad
The body of 'it' still lies on the paper on the kitchen counter. Hubby refuses to toss it for me. *sigh*
Hey! I'm traumatized...... Show a little sympathy. For me! Not the damn spider......
....... SPIDERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :willy_nilly:
Well..... I'm just sitting here minding my own business talking to you OTz people.... and I realized that it's now dark outside. So.... I decide I'll get up and go close the drapes.
As I turn to get up.... my feet are on the legs of my office chair.... there it is!!!!!!!!!! :eek
A huge black spider heading my way.... running across the carpet.... towards me!!!!! WTH? I jump from my chair and hold it between myself and 'it'! It's still running at me!!!! Brave bastardo!
Hubby is outside and even if I were to scream... he wouldn't hear me nor get here in time to destroy this monster!!!
So.... I take my chair.... with wheels.... and strategically try to run 'it' over. Takes a few tries.... but I run him over and I swear.... at one point... 'it' grabbed the wheel and tried to toss the chair at me!
I have a very vivid imagination when my life is being threatened by such a dastardly devil such as 'it'. :cool
Anywho..... As he is succumbing to the running over by said wheels of my office chair..... I grab the nearest thing I can find..... which in this case is a bottle of gel fire starter. I take the bottle and smash 'it' several times..... spreading 'it' quite flat.
I sense the danger is now over..... and looking at the now deceased horror... as 'it' was..... I decide to scoop his remains onto a piece of paper to show my hubby just how brave his dear one was in this moment of imminent danger.
And get this.... His first words were..... "That? Big?"
At first I took it as..... "That big!!!"
However.... looking at his expression as he disengaged himself from all conversation I had left in me..... I knew exactly what he meant. He is now on my shit list. Bastardo! :mad
The body of 'it' still lies on the paper on the kitchen counter. Hubby refuses to toss it for me. *sigh*
Hey! I'm traumatized...... Show a little sympathy. For me! Not the damn spider......
