Whoa, this hits home. When I was about 10, (in southern California), my mother gave me a shirt out of a box in the garage she said used to belong to her dad. I put it on, buttoned it down and buttoned the cuffs. Then I felt a tickle on my arm, so I unbuttoned the cuffs, untucked it and unbuttoned the front, took the shirt off to discover at least 400 black widow spider babies on my are. I had broken open an egg sac with my hand while putting it on. I've not been real fond of spiders ever since. I won't even consider riding a Can Am three-wheeled motorcycle.
Sergio, "I don' theenk that word means what you theenk it means..."
@Sergio- You can't make an Arachnomelet without breaking a few spider eggs.
@Bruce Bleu- Well CRAP. Being a cheapskate, I just gave myself a haircut and now have little clippings which were already making me itch BEFORE your spider story. Yeesh.
Better than fish eggs I suppose.
ReplyDelete@TrickyRicky- Well, cheaper.
ReplyDeleteDunce's brain must be scrambled. An Arachnophiliac
ReplyDeleteWhoa, this hits home. When I was about 10, (in southern California), my mother gave me a shirt out of a box in the garage she said used to belong to her dad. I put it on, buttoned it down and buttoned the cuffs. Then I felt a tickle on my arm, so I unbuttoned the cuffs, untucked it and unbuttoned the front, took the shirt off to discover at least 400 black widow spider babies on my are. I had broken open an egg sac with my hand while putting it on. I've not been real fond of spiders ever since. I won't even consider riding a Can Am three-wheeled motorcycle.
ReplyDeleteSergio, "I don' theenk that word means what you theenk it means..."
@Sergio- You can't make an Arachnomelet without breaking a few spider eggs.
ReplyDelete@Bruce Bleu- Well CRAP. Being a cheapskate, I just gave myself a haircut and now have little clippings which were already making me itch BEFORE your spider story. Yeesh.