
09-02-2002, 07:18 AM
Im just about as bad as you Gerald. Except when i see the little bastards rather then let them escape to return another day I find what ever i can to squish the little shits. I'll toss crap off to teh side trash my room hunting that little thing, using my feet and another things that dont have exposed skin. To this day not one that has shown itself has lived to warn the others.
Story:
So one day i climb in the shower and all the sudden one of the little beast starts webbing its way down from the roof about 3 feet in front of me. So i jump/run/fall out of the shower and quickly turn to keep an eye on the thing. Well eventually it realizes that theres water below and starts climbing up its little string back to the roof. So rather than let that happen i cup my hands and get a puddle of water built up and toss it at the little shit. Again and again untill it slips off the roof and into the tub. Well i decide that the shower just inst washing the bastard away fast enough so i continue to dump hand fulls of water on it until it stops moving. Once it gets near the drain i turn off the shower and put it back on the spout to flush that fucker to his watery doom. I let the spout run for about 2 minutes. I then climbed back in and finished my shower in about 2 minutes i was so freaked the damn thing would be back.
Damned 8 legged vermin.
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