spiders_and_strangers raze she's afraid of the things, but in a funny way. see, she's too afraid of them to even kill them herself. because then there's spider gunk to deal with. so she'll cover a spider with a glass from the kitchen and keep it trapped until her husband comes home and gets rid of it for her. one day he wasn't around, and she couldn't wait, and maybe she didn't have any clean glasses she could use. she ran outside and gave a stranger a frantic speech, telling him he had to come quick, he had to come inside, she needed his help. he thought maybe there was a fire and a trapped child or animal. he followed her through her front door, into her living room, and she pointed at her eight-legged nemesis and said, "look! there! kill it!" and he did, though he must have been thinking, "of all the good samaritan acts i could have performed today, i doubt this one is winning me any significant good karma going forward." now she sucks up spiders with the vacuum cleaner. they get a lot of spiders over there, though. i feel for whoever has to change the bag when it fills up, because my mind spins visions of dozens of spiders saying, "we're free! we're finally free! disperse!" 141218 what's it to you? who go blather from