But not that hardcore, obviously...
Just imagine a process that doesn't involve any squealing at all. Right. Now me catching this spider was the precise opposite of that. There was also hysterical laughter and I don't mean funny ha ha hysterical, I mean half sobbing, out of control crazy person hysterical.
Still, I think I'm making progress.
Well I think you're great. I don't think I could put my hand that close to a spider that big, thick barrier or not.
ReplyDeleteDo you live near some sort of nuclear waste facility that's leaking spider-grow-and-multiply juice?
ReplyDeleteYou're making "progress"? I'd be regressing! I don't know how you do it. I really don't. Brave, brave woman. Hardcore, brave, brave woman.
Ack!
ReplyDeleteThe first photo made me want to stomp on my laptop screen.
Givinya - Yeah, you know it, Baby, HARDCORE!
ReplyDeleteC2+3 - lol. I live in Australia. If I wanted to get rid of these puppies, I'd have to fumigate the nation.
Cheri - he he he. Wicked photo, eh?
Thank God for my long dark winters that kill monsters like that. It's a fair trade for a little seasonal affective disorder that goes away in the spring.
ReplyDeleteAh, you are hardcore. I'm finding spiders like that everywhere at the moment, *shudder*.
ReplyDeleteWhat the FREAK!? That is the biggest spider I have ever seen and if I ever did see that in person I don't know what I'd do. But I can tell you it involves peeing. In my pants. You are increasing my arachnoid paranoia. Bleelhgdddz!
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