ARGHHHHHHHH! I HATE SPIDERS!
I found this huge mutherfucker of a spider in my room last night, about the size of a handspan, and it was taunting me, so I had to go on a killing rampage. That took about 20 minutes....worst thing - The little bugger was RIGHT ABOVE MY BED.
That left me no option, and failure was NOT it. That spider had just made the BIGGEST (and last) mistake of its life.
ARGHHHHHHHH! I HATE SPIDERS!
Sure, it was only a Huntsman Spider, nothig drastic, I mean it'll hurt if it bites, but won't kill ya, but it was IN MY SPACE.
And I hate killing things, even spiders, but this is how I see things:
If I were to put my hand in an ant or spider's nest, it/they would undoubtedly bite me, and most likely (if it was a Redback or something), cause me a great deal of pain, misery, illness or even Death; all in the name of defending it's nest.
For example, if I'm Whipper Snippering the yard (which reminds me-I gotta get a life), and I hit a BullAnt nest, which I have done; well, you should see those little critters go. For those who don't know...... BullAnts are an ant we have here, about an inch long, black and red and shiny, with pinchers big enough to see and a stinger like a wasp, extrememy aggressive, and HURT LIKE HELLFIRE IF THEY BITE. Fortunately, they do there bidding singularly rather than as an army, so to see them race out to defend the nest is quitet a sight actually, but you'll run a mile if you do see it. Anyhow, I'm getting of the topic....
So, the way I see it, that little bugger, the spider from last night, didn't just put it's hand in my nest, it invaded my nest with ALL of itself.
That left me that "no option" situation. I had to act, and act quickly. So I killed it.
I know, I know. An Eye for an Eye is fuckin obscene, especially when it comes to a creature that has no conciousness (sorry to go on about that too, I shoulda had a nap), but it was a spider. I had to pre-emptively strike.
I'm so tired and sleepy today for some reason. Maybe the weather? Maybe the half-a-can of Mortien it took to kill that little bugger. I feel sooooo bad for killing spiders.
Now its gonna get all its mates onto me.
ARGHHHHHHHH! I HATE SPIDERS!
That left me no option, and failure was NOT it. That spider had just made the BIGGEST (and last) mistake of its life.
ARGHHHHHHHH! I HATE SPIDERS!
Sure, it was only a Huntsman Spider, nothig drastic, I mean it'll hurt if it bites, but won't kill ya, but it was IN MY SPACE.
And I hate killing things, even spiders, but this is how I see things:
If I were to put my hand in an ant or spider's nest, it/they would undoubtedly bite me, and most likely (if it was a Redback or something), cause me a great deal of pain, misery, illness or even Death; all in the name of defending it's nest.
For example, if I'm Whipper Snippering the yard (which reminds me-I gotta get a life), and I hit a BullAnt nest, which I have done; well, you should see those little critters go. For those who don't know...... BullAnts are an ant we have here, about an inch long, black and red and shiny, with pinchers big enough to see and a stinger like a wasp, extrememy aggressive, and HURT LIKE HELLFIRE IF THEY BITE. Fortunately, they do there bidding singularly rather than as an army, so to see them race out to defend the nest is quitet a sight actually, but you'll run a mile if you do see it. Anyhow, I'm getting of the topic....
So, the way I see it, that little bugger, the spider from last night, didn't just put it's hand in my nest, it invaded my nest with ALL of itself.
That left me that "no option" situation. I had to act, and act quickly. So I killed it.
I know, I know. An Eye for an Eye is fuckin obscene, especially when it comes to a creature that has no conciousness (sorry to go on about that too, I shoulda had a nap), but it was a spider. I had to pre-emptively strike.
I'm so tired and sleepy today for some reason. Maybe the weather? Maybe the half-a-can of Mortien it took to kill that little bugger. I feel sooooo bad for killing spiders.
Now its gonna get all its mates onto me.
ARGHHHHHHHH! I HATE SPIDERS!
posted by Onyx73 at 17:44
9 Comments:
i don't particularly like them but don'r really hate them. i think of them as little artists weaving their webs.
Aaaaah!made you feel worse?
:)
Onya and ya Whipper Snipperery!
Well I moved the backyard yesterday, which reminds me that I needsta get a life.
Dang bull ants.... let's kill them... KILL THEM ALL!!!!!!!!! *fades off into crazy unhinged cackle*
Aaaarghh... travesty and tragedy....that is actually supposed to read "mowed" not "moved".... oh my word!
To hell with the creepy things I say!
It was actually only a few minutes after this post when I went outside for a ciggie and watched a li'l spider weaving its web between two bushes out in the front yard. The light was low and red as the sun was setting, and caught on every little thread as it was being laid out.
That reminded me how beautiful spiders can be, despite my earlier complaints to the contrary.
Ally, I was wondering at first how you would've moved into the backyard.
God moves in mysterious ways ;)
OK. Now you all know how I am the biggest pacifist on earth yeah? (the crowd nods approval). Well I have killed bloody hundredes of the bloody things. Living near the beach in sandy area obviously make for great spider fucking ground cause we have hundreds. Big, fat black ones. White tails, harmless ones and the biggest huntsmen you will every bloody see. On New Years eve this green (well kinda green or that may have been the wine) one was hanging off the tree.
I buy this really strong stuff from the shops and i kill em. They are ugly. Nasty. Bite and well I go back to ugly.
NOt that all ugly things should be killed. But really folks I hate spiders. Really hate spiders.
Ok I think I made my point.
Since this post, I've had another 3 0r 4 Huntsmen in my room. Is it cos o' the weather?
I leave the Daddy Long Legs though cos they eat bugs, so any bugs that manage to stray into my room become Did-Din for Daddy Long Legs Spiders.
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