Your continent is the perpetual exception to the rule. Least in north America there aren’t a ton of spiders that pose a huge threat past this 8 legged trauma people have. Most of our spiders are lil jumpy boys. And web ones but they are pretty obvious. The ones I’m not overly keen on are the daddy long legs. Legs for days but they just seem like sea spiders on land.
Spiders are usually Bros, but sometimes they’re assholes.
Had one in the bathroom, whilst I was showering. What did he do with all the hot steamy air? Why, crawl towards it of course. Never mind the frequent misteps that threatened to drop him on the floor because, oh I dont know, the ceiling is wet - no - crawling precariously to the danger is the most reasonable response…
Later that day, I’m just chilling on the toilet with my phone, and he wants to drop by to say hello. How does he do it? Hang down slowly and land in front of me? Lower himself onto the toilet cistern so as not to disturb me?
Hell no! Fucker decides to lower himself next to my ear and tickle it, so that I immediately respond with a hand slap that sends him into pieces.
I miss him in a weird way, but he was a real asshole.
I must be weird cause spiders are bros. I always help em out and move em elsewhere whilst telling em to keep on killing the enemy bugs.
Spiders are awesome especially the jumping varietals.
I’m from Australia.
Some spiders are absolutely bros.
Others seem to exist only to fuck you up.
Once you know the difference you’re fine, but I don’t blanket assume that every spider I find is a friend.
Your continent is the perpetual exception to the rule. Least in north America there aren’t a ton of spiders that pose a huge threat past this 8 legged trauma people have. Most of our spiders are lil jumpy boys. And web ones but they are pretty obvious. The ones I’m not overly keen on are the daddy long legs. Legs for days but they just seem like sea spiders on land.
Spiders are usually Bros, but sometimes they’re assholes.
Had one in the bathroom, whilst I was showering. What did he do with all the hot steamy air? Why, crawl towards it of course. Never mind the frequent misteps that threatened to drop him on the floor because, oh I dont know, the ceiling is wet - no - crawling precariously to the danger is the most reasonable response…
Later that day, I’m just chilling on the toilet with my phone, and he wants to drop by to say hello. How does he do it? Hang down slowly and land in front of me? Lower himself onto the toilet cistern so as not to disturb me?
Hell no! Fucker decides to lower himself next to my ear and tickle it, so that I immediately respond with a hand slap that sends him into pieces.
I miss him in a weird way, but he was a real asshole.
Spiders are always welcome in my garden. They come with free pest control.