I have a couple of stories. My Mum is s__t scared of spiders, so I make fun of her whenever possible. Here goes:
#1. One time, long ago, before I was even a twinkle in my old man's eye, my parents used to live in a flat. On one fine day, my Mum went upstairs only to find that a Huntsman spider with a body about 4cm across (
) was lurking in amongst the shadows of the cieling. Well, she screamed loud enough for the Chinamen to hear, and if she had pineed herself to the wall any harder, she would have become
part of the wall. Well, my Dad had to dispose of it, and pretty quick-smart. From that day forward, my Mum wouldn't go near a spider.
#2. Last year, a big spider was found to be building a web out in the back shed, where we keep the deep-freeze, and hence, a lot of our food.
Anyway, i was asked to go out the back and deal with it. So I promptly picked up a thong and squashed it. I took it out onto the road and left it there. Of course, I had to clean up the freezer top, and for about a month my Mum wouldn't go near the deep-freeze. My brother, Dad and me had to get everything for her.
holy **** that things huge! Personally i'm not too freaked of spiders, but when they get that big.. uh..RUN
