Spider
One of the (few?) disadvantages of not having a man permanently with you is obviously insect-related. Walked into my bathroom today, and guess what? The biggest (well, ok not exactly a Huntsman aussie spider, but big for CH) spider was crawling about in my bathtub. Yuk!
So turned on the shower with extremely hot water and flushed it down the drain, then plugged it. HA! Die you bastard.
Guess everybody has a murderous streak in them. Seems like I do.
So turned on the shower with extremely hot water and flushed it down the drain, then plugged it. HA! Die you bastard.
Guess everybody has a murderous streak in them. Seems like I do.
posted by Annika @ 12:05 AM
3 Comments:
At 2:20 AM,
Anonymous said…
Well that would depend on the man. After several experiences with big, 6-foot tall men who have no qualms about being regularly knocked unconscious or having their noses broken on the football field (Aussie rules football that is, not the more timid European type) yet run shrieking from the room if they even think they see a spider, I’d rather deal with them (the spiders that is) myself. Men are hopeless.
At 7:57 AM,
Annika said…
Timid European type, HAHAHA!
If men are hopeless, why are we even trying??
At 2:54 AM,
Anonymous said…
'cos we're suckers
no, I didnt mean hopeless with everything, some are very good at other, more important things ;)
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