it out of my face and hair, I knocked this banana spider to the
ground. I doubt that you can begin to appreciate the gravity of that,
as this spider was about six inches wide. The web must have been
something Peter Parker slings up for a romantic evening with Mary
Jane. After Kristie saw it, there was no romantic night for this
spider man.
I still have a queasy stomach when I think of the incident. While I'm
not afraid of insects, I don't like ones as big as a DVD perching on
my melon.
One of these is a video, and you can hear Kristie's kind words for
me. It's something akin to, "I'm glad it was you and not me."
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