I’ve had multiple occasions where I was watching TV, and a goddamn spider slowly lowered itself (from the ceiling) to like 1ft in front of my face. Was real tiny, so very hard to see except at some angles where the backdrop provided enough contrast to see it and the single strand of web it dangled by. So it startled the shit out of me when I did see it.
This was always only when I was still living with my parents, and always in the living room. I’m all about letting certain spider-bros roam my place, eating up other insects, but only if I don’t have to: look at them, get close to them, touch them, or get stuck in their web.
You start pushing it, and slowly lowering yourself in front of my face while I’m watching Conan O’Brien at 1:30am? That relationship becomes strained.
Yeah, right now I got a big meaty spider with a neat little web up in my corner near the ceiling. She wants to chill there and eat flies and I’m cool with that. But the moment she starts getting frisky and scampering around the room is when she’s getting evicted. Rules be rules.
Spiders are okay, at least they hang around the ceiling. But this thing is giant and crawls on the floor and walls. No thanks.
The spiders living in your house aren’t hunters; they are “wait and catch”. House centipedes hunt those insects, including cockroaches.
But how do you think the spiders GET to the ceiling 🧐
I’ve had multiple occasions where I was watching TV, and a goddamn spider slowly lowered itself (from the ceiling) to like 1ft in front of my face. Was real tiny, so very hard to see except at some angles where the backdrop provided enough contrast to see it and the single strand of web it dangled by. So it startled the shit out of me when I did see it.
This was always only when I was still living with my parents, and always in the living room. I’m all about letting certain spider-bros roam my place, eating up other insects, but only if I don’t have to: look at them, get close to them, touch them, or get stuck in their web.
You start pushing it, and slowly lowering yourself in front of my face while I’m watching Conan O’Brien at 1:30am? That relationship becomes strained.
Agreed. I’m not charging you fuckers rent so you better keep to yourselves.
If you want the privilege of engaging with the paying tenants then you better pony up your share of the rent or get the hell out of my house.
The point is they stay there
Yeah, right now I got a big meaty spider with a neat little web up in my corner near the ceiling. She wants to chill there and eat flies and I’m cool with that. But the moment she starts getting frisky and scampering around the room is when she’s getting evicted. Rules be rules.
Not brown recluse