MY SPIDERS ARE BACK
Just in time for Halloween, my spiders are back, and this time with a vengeance. I was attacked two nights ago. This time I got a good look at the assailant. He was covering his mouth and giggling. I don’t know how these spiders get in the house in the first place. I have screens on the doors and windows and a big sign that says, “Thanks Spiders, But No Thanks.”
Anyway, last night I moved my bed away from the wall. What I didn’t count on was a spider getting at me by repelling down the ceiling like Pierce Brosnan in “The Thomas Crown Affair.” Now I’m worried that they might try to steal my jewels which are tucked under my mattress. Whoops. Now I’ve told ya’ll where I keep my diamonds and precious stones. I’d better go re-hide them. No peeking.


















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Girl I feel bad for you, I'm scared to death of spiders! Derned things, that's what men are for sqishin' spiders, wear'n rangler jeans, and cleaning sewers, among other things.
Posted by Taryn | November 21, 2007 6:59 AM