But, every so often, I stumble on a bug that I can't even ask the Significant Other [SO] to kill. Pictured is one such bug.
This is the actual spider that spun a web outside my back door (while I won't ask the SO to kill all bugs, I will ask him to photograph them). The spider is huge. His butt is bulbous (which I interpret as being full of poison -- I CAN do science). And he has very long legs leading me to believe that he could outrun me if necessary (not really a challenge, but still).
I keep the SO from this bug mainly because I don't want to be charged with manslaughter in his death by arachnid. (Is "poverty" a viable courtroom plea yet? Bug spray ain't cheap, after all.)
I also think dating is hard enough without having to explain on one's match.com profile how they sacrificed their last boyfriend to a killer spider because unemployment made paying an exterminator out of the question.
Addendum: It turns out that my spider is actually a completely harmless and very common breed known as a garden spider. Unfortunately, fact does not keep the creepy crawly from scaring the bejesus out of me.
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