Claw marks in the frozen peas

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Someone at work told me this horrifying story on Friday. She used to work with this girl who started becoming ill for no apparent reason. This persisted for a really long time and doctors had no clue as to what was causing her sickness. They later discovered that a black widow had crawled up her nose while she slept and died. It’s carcass then leaked poison into her body, thus making her ill. Spiders need to be destroyed immediately. No exceptions.

Spiders, I don’t like em…

I think in retaliation for killing their brethren spiders set up traps for me to walk into, but they never work because I’m too powerful. I hate walking into spider webs or strands of spider silk. I’d feel conflicted if Spider-man were real and I had a chance encounter with him. He’s one of my favorite superheroes, but I’d feel compelled to crush him because of his affiliation to the arachnid family. Actually, I don’t crush spiders, I use the Dust Buster to scoop them up. If I ever find a vacuum strong enough like a Dyson, Peter Parker is in for some trouble.

I’ve spent too much time thinking about this.