Spiders
In so many ways and forms. A phobia, you see, does strange things to a person. One minute your minding your own buisness, the next your punching a pile of washing like Bruce Lee becuase a giant house spider made you jump.

I'm not proud of myself, but sometimes it really is me or the spider becuase I aint staying in a room with one lurking in.

It was only since I discovered hoovers and long attachments has it become a mundane task instead of an epic battle of wits and nerve.

Although I have got braver with the smaller ones, what with growing old and discovering mortality and all that shit I've started to save a few of the 8 legged fuck faces.

Shudders!
( retrofly How about a link to a picture of something funny.., Thu 22 Dec 2011, 17:33, 1 reply)

I used that hoover-technique at one time
However, I started thinking that those little buggers might survive the ordeal and come back for revenge.
(Rebooted Frazer Smoothly scrolling since, Thu 22 Dec 2011, 17:49, closed)