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So I have been painting my cousins house for like 1 week now, and today one of the most horific moments in my life happened.
First off, my cousins house is surrounded by tons of plants and is in one of those very woodsy neighborhoods, so it makes painting his house a bitch.
But today I was painting near his garage (with a primer that looks like some diahreah I had after some T Bell) and I had to move his gutter to be able to paint behind it. So I stood under it and persisted to remove the brackets that were holding it. After I did that I began to pull the gutter out of the socket it was in at the top. I was standing directly below the part where I was pulling it out mind you.
Looking up at it I pulled it out, and when it came out some stuff that seemed like dirt fell on me. It completely covered my face and perceded to go down my body. Before I could realize what the stuff was I saw a huge spider, I mean the size of a half dollar and pretty meaty, dangling down on some spider web. It jumped on on my face right between my eyes, and I, being the arachnaphobe I am, completely started freaking out. (Take mind that all this happened in like 5 seconds). It would not come off for like 10 seconds, while I was running around his driveway screaming like a 5 year old girl. As I got it off of me I looked at the spot where it came out off, and I saw thousands, and I mean thousands of little baby spiders running up the wall, and at this same moment realized that the dirt that fell on me wasn't dirt, but thousands more of these baby spiders. I have never been so freaked in my life, and I had no clue what to do, so I stripped to my boxers and ran to my neighbors yard, which is all dirt since they have yet to plant grass, and started rolling around. That only got a little bit off of me, so I ran five houses down to where my cousins friends house and jumped in their pool. That took care of all the fuckers, but my neighbor, who was suntanning by the pool managed to get a little freaked.
I grabbed all my clothes with some sticks, and drenched them in gasoline and set them on fire while laughing as the bitches burned, and I got my revenge by spraying all the spiders with some bug killer. I'm still freaking shaking from the experience and I don't know what type of spiders they were, but I'm now more deathly terrified of spiders than I was before, and I know all you in the .............................................. thread will appreciate this.
Just pray this never happens to you because everytime I feel a little tickle I think its one of them, and several times today after the event it has been them somehow still alive and crawling on me.
I need to go take another shower..... number 4 of the day.
First off, my cousins house is surrounded by tons of plants and is in one of those very woodsy neighborhoods, so it makes painting his house a bitch.
But today I was painting near his garage (with a primer that looks like some diahreah I had after some T Bell) and I had to move his gutter to be able to paint behind it. So I stood under it and persisted to remove the brackets that were holding it. After I did that I began to pull the gutter out of the socket it was in at the top. I was standing directly below the part where I was pulling it out mind you.
Looking up at it I pulled it out, and when it came out some stuff that seemed like dirt fell on me. It completely covered my face and perceded to go down my body. Before I could realize what the stuff was I saw a huge spider, I mean the size of a half dollar and pretty meaty, dangling down on some spider web. It jumped on on my face right between my eyes, and I, being the arachnaphobe I am, completely started freaking out. (Take mind that all this happened in like 5 seconds). It would not come off for like 10 seconds, while I was running around his driveway screaming like a 5 year old girl. As I got it off of me I looked at the spot where it came out off, and I saw thousands, and I mean thousands of little baby spiders running up the wall, and at this same moment realized that the dirt that fell on me wasn't dirt, but thousands more of these baby spiders. I have never been so freaked in my life, and I had no clue what to do, so I stripped to my boxers and ran to my neighbors yard, which is all dirt since they have yet to plant grass, and started rolling around. That only got a little bit off of me, so I ran five houses down to where my cousins friends house and jumped in their pool. That took care of all the fuckers, but my neighbor, who was suntanning by the pool managed to get a little freaked.
I grabbed all my clothes with some sticks, and drenched them in gasoline and set them on fire while laughing as the bitches burned, and I got my revenge by spraying all the spiders with some bug killer. I'm still freaking shaking from the experience and I don't know what type of spiders they were, but I'm now more deathly terrified of spiders than I was before, and I know all you in the .............................................. thread will appreciate this.
Just pray this never happens to you because everytime I feel a little tickle I think its one of them, and several times today after the event it has been them somehow still alive and crawling on me.
I need to go take another shower..... number 4 of the day.
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