I must confess that I have watched this more times than I can count just for the sheer thrill of it.
And that is submitted by a gal who "gets no thrill from champagne, mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all but darling, spidey (ed.), how can it betrue, that I get a kick out of you"...and your completely kick ass eating habits.
September 09, 2009
Anonymous said...
Yep, there goes a good night sleep. And I'll spend valuable houres checking the house for far too big and monster-like 8-legged freaks of nature. Thank you.
That was terrifying. I watched it over and over again, somehow hoping the lil cricket would make it that time, jumping everytime that spider came out. Jesus.
September 12, 2009
I think we all can empathize with this cricket. My boss's office is like this trapdoor spider's spidey-hole. If you aren't alert, and you walk by and catch his notice - WHAM! - he strikes, and you've just been handed an armload of new work and a couple of hours of unpaid overtime.
Count how many times you sit there and watch this spider strike. I'll bet it's more than you'd like to fess up to.
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September 09, 2009
I must confess that I have watched this more times than I can count just for the sheer thrill of it.
And that is submitted by a gal who "gets no thrill from champagne, mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all but darling, spidey (ed.), how can it betrue, that I get a kick out of you"...and your completely kick ass eating habits.
September 09, 2009
Yep, there goes a good night sleep. And I'll spend valuable houres checking the house for far too big and monster-like 8-legged freaks of nature.
Thank you.
September 10, 2009
You're welcome.
September 10, 2009
That was terrifying.
I watched it over and over again, somehow hoping the lil cricket would make it that time, jumping everytime that spider came out.
Jesus.
September 12, 2009