Spider Update

For those of you who doubted me, here are some up-close and personal photos of the offending deadly spider - after a thorough killing, naturally. Her mortal remains now reside in a jar that once was used to vend IPTG from a reputable supplier. Her spirit, one would assume, is... returned to whence it came?




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And now it's time for a poem:

Anywho,
it occurred to me,
recently,
that kharmically,
I'm buggered.

"Why so pessimistic?" you impetuously ask.

Well, in the last week:

I've put my hands under a table, where beneath dwelt a deadly poisonous spider.

I've left my car keys IN THE DOOR OF THE FRIKKIN CAR for 18 hours without my car being stolen.

AND!!!

I've spilled beer all over my computer without apparent damage.

So, if an earthquake-plague of locusts-hurricane combo should strike Chucktown soon, you'll know why...

- Mr. Ed