Spiders and Skype are not Compatible
God help Josh for being on Skype when a spider is spotted.
A BIG FUCKING SPIDER.
On my bed.
In my lap.
Right next to the laptop.
The next several minutes consisted of, “FUCK! FUUUUCK! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! EURRRRRGHHH!” While the spider CLAMPED ITS PINCHERS AND CRAWLED AROUND MY BED.
IT TOOK ME TEN MINUTES TO KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
DIE.
….Josh, I hope your ears are okay.
