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Sat 2 Apr, 2005 08:38 pm
I'm cleaning out my kitchen cabinets today. Just as I had almost everything out of one of them, I see a giant spider. It's still there. We looked at each other and now it's just a standoff. I don't want to kill it, and it doesn't want to move. I can't throw away that 2 year-old half-empty box of bulgar wheat until it does. Oh what to do?
I've got my shotgun loaded and I'm just staring at the damn thing right now, sipping on some whiskey and toying with the triggers. I think I'm gonna let the son of a bitch have it with both barrels.
It's a showdown in the high desert.
I suppose you are expecting her extended family and species to take this lying down. You will unwittingly turn them into eight legged terrorists, and entirely against their gentle nature.
You're a little mean today, aren't you Gus?
This is the second A2k member you have mercilessly lampooned.
As I said in the other thread - easy, Gus - easy.
I'm sorry, freeduck. No harm intended.
I'm with ya, Gus. Shot the SOB!
gustavratzenhofer wrote:I'm sorry, freeduck. No harm intended.
Now I feel bad for calling you rat humper.
Aw well, can't stay mad at you, gus. Did I mention that the spider had a boyfriend on the second shelf? Good thing you've got two barrels.
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