I never used to be bothered by spiders(though that fast scuttle always freaked me out a bit when it was towards me) until I had a massive one cohabiting with me a few summers ago. I felt it was cruel to put it out, since it would probably die, but it was big enough for me to see its teeth and shit, and it enjoyed sitting upside down on my stairwell so I could see its predatory stance every time I went up and down the stairs.
I'll admit that the idea of hundreds of tiny spiders, soon to be bigger spiders, isn't my favourite idea in the world
(I'll admit that the idea of hundreds of tiny spiders, soon to be bigger spiders, isn't my favourite idea in the world
Jessie © needs pirate name suggestions,
Tue 12 Dec 2006, 1:22,
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all these babies will probably dieunfortunately. It's the wrong time of year and there's no food
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Milkman Dan,
Tue 12 Dec 2006, 1:24,
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