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I don’t mind the snake or the gator. But the spiders have to go. I hate all bugs. In fact I found more spiders here then I like to remember. Two on the bed, one in the shower, and three big brown hairy fuckers. The brown ones made huge webs; one of them dropped its line from about 20 ft off a tree branch then on to my car, then to the ground. The web was so big when I went to walk the dog a car light hit it which let me see the whole thing. I then got a flashlight and I’m happy I did. It would have totally engulfed me and the dog. Like something from an old Hitchcock movie. I was amazed at how cool it was but yet sad as I knew it was the spider or me. He had to go. I would have had a heart attack if I walked in to that web. Not to mention, to this day I am still weary about walking up my driveway at night because of that fucker. I keep my arms out in front of me, failing like the village idiot. All of them have since left this earth by Lysol spray and a bic lighter or looking up to see a billion shoes coming down fast on its head. Disgusting animals all of them.
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