Vindication! All of my spider concerns are validated. Last night's trash can rustling was, indeed, the a sign of mortal peril.
Naturally, I had refused to get back in bed until the contents of the trash can had been inspected, preferably by someone other than myself. When Nod finally agreed to move the trash can to the hallway to alleviate my concerns, THIS is what crawled out.
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The horror! The horror! (H. took an endearing look at the creature and said, "Aw, he's just a juvenile.")
Anyway, my dear readers. Beware of rustling trash cans, for they may hold huntsmen spiders after all.
Naturally, I had refused to get back in bed until the contents of the trash can had been inspected, preferably by someone other than myself. When Nod finally agreed to move the trash can to the hallway to alleviate my concerns, THIS is what crawled out.
.JPG)
The horror! The horror! (H. took an endearing look at the creature and said, "Aw, he's just a juvenile.")
Anyway, my dear readers. Beware of rustling trash cans, for they may hold huntsmen spiders after all.
That's just straight up terrifying.
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