We have already established my love for spiders (read here), so no surprises how this story will finish…
Was happily driving to ASDA, singing my little heart out to the tunes on the radio (yes, I sing-drive. Surprised?), when suddenly, out of nowhere, I see this massive (1-2cm), ugly, horrendous spider crawling half way through my windshield. I obviously did what any sorted, mature, 28-year-old guy would do in this situation. I screamed like a little girl and then decided to say some very non polite words that would turn the air blue in a church.
Once I did the grown up thing (ie, scream and shout some blasphemies), I got into action-mode and decided to kill the little fucker (pardon my French), but since there is no way I was going to flick it or similar, I decided to use the de-icer… So I drained it on de-icing chemicals. At least it died high as kite…
To celebrate my win (Me 2 points, spiders 0), I got myself some Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. Congrats to me, pat on the back, yippi-kay-yey motherflipper!
sorry, but you’re a little crazy
“Air blue in a church” lol