What the fuck do I do?

[Lisa Denton]

sowwy

It works though LOL

I tink I taw a putty-tat, wit a mouse on its lil head, I did, I did.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

... this spider could be trying to communicate ...

Don’t forget, spiders don’t use either binary of decimal systems.

They use Octagonal Code

 

[ferociouskittycat]

I tink I taw a putty-tat, wit a mouse on its lil head, I did, I did.

*burp*

No more mouse

 

[Just_John1]

Carburetor Cleaner or Wasp Killer

Wasp killer will kill the little bastards, and they have a spraying range of 25 feet (8 meters for the decimal system impared?). In a pinch, Carb cleaner will also kill the little bastards, doesn't have quite an 8 meter range but it will spray much farther than 1 meter and it kills almost instantly. I guarantee the little fucker won't get away.

The helpful... JJ1

 

[Lisa Denton]

Don’t forget, spiders don’t use either binary of decimal systems.

They use Octagonal Code

Is octagonal code kinda like morse code?

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

Is octagonal code kinda like morse code?

Octagonal is a very morose code, while Morse code is considered similar to occipital recognition.

 

[TheEarl]

Discretion is the better part of valour and cowardice is the better part of discretion, so I ran to my room, shut the door and sealed it with a dressing gown and went to sleep. Haven't seen the spider this morning, so I am quite comfortable deluding myself that the dog ate it, or it went away. I can deal with denial.

Lisa: You are nasty. If this was last night and not this morning, that remark would have got a very bitchy comment in return. As it is, I'm calm enough to see the humour now, but I should warn people that my sense of humour goes right otu the window when there's a spider around.

I cannot describe how awful it felt. Every corner felt like it housed a spider and I had to keep checking every room I went into. A flickering shadow would made me yelp. I closed my eyes and there was an army of spiders waiting to run over me. I thought of the statistic of people eating spiders in their sleep and physically retched. Every second I could feel a spider crawling up my arm or leg, or over my hair and, even though I knew it was probably just my hairs standing on end, I yelped and beat at the area, scrambling away. As soon as the light turned off, it was turned back on again as my fervent imagination thought of a new place that the spider could have hidden in my room.

Horrible horrible time.

The Earl

 

[doormouse]

Originally posted by TheEarl

 

[Guest]

p.s. Warning: Loulou is not going to like this thread.

You got that right on the nose!!!



***WARNING, IF YOU ARE OF A SENSITIVE DISPOSITION, DO NOT READ ON - MENTION OF ROTTING FLESH, ETC. FOLLOWS***



Now, I am being very, very serious. Please understand this, I am not joking. I sat here and read through all of that with tears pricking my eyes.

Talk of hairspray and lighters??? WTF!? That is just sick and evil. I really cannot get my head around the completely irrational fear of spiders. You might be thinking of me as an insensitive bitch now, but I am quite the opposite.

What would the world be like without spiders? Ask yourselves that.

Everything on this Earth is part of the eco-system.

Ok, think of it this way... what do we contribute to the world? Where do we fit in, in the circle of life. Top of the food chain, right? Right and wrong. We are also at the bottom of the food chain.

What happens to our bodies after we die? (Unless we are cremated, of course). Yep, we get buried in the ground. Unless we're buried in a lead-lined coffin, little bugs and beasties get in to devour our flesh. What are some of those little bugs and beasties? Yep, you got it: maggots. What do maggots grow up to be? Yep, nasty, dirty, horrible flies.

My point? If there were no spiders, the whole world would be over-run with flies!!! Imagine if the flies couldn't get enough to eat, because of the sheer numbers. What if they mutated, and subsequently evolved, to be massive-live-flesh-eating SOBs?

I bet you'd weep for the long lost spiders then!

TOO BLOODY LATE!!!

The end of the world is nigh. All because spiders were run out of dodge.



Can you see why I'm a horror writer?

Lou - lover of her wonderful eight-legged friends.

 

[doormouse]

You got that right on the nose!!!



***WARNING, IF YOU ARE OF A SENSITIVE DISPOSITION, DO NOT READ ON - MENTION OF ROTTING FLESH, ETC. FOLLOWS***



Now, I am being very, very serious. Please understand this, I am not joking. I sat here and read through all of that with tears pricking my eyes.


Lou - lover of her wonderful eight-legged friends.

Hey Lou!!

There's a redback on your shoulder...

No, it's a funnel-web!!

Noooo it's a trap door

If it wasn't for us killing a few spiders that dare to enter our homes, this place would be over-run with spiders!!

Think of the nutritious compost those little eight legged squished bodies make

The compost nurtures plants, which give us oxygen to breathe... now where would any living creature be without oxygen?

Okies, I'll shut up now LOL

 

[Boxlicker101]

You got that right on the nose!!!



***WARNING, IF YOU ARE OF A SENSITIVE DISPOSITION, DO NOT READ ON - MENTION OF ROTTING FLESH, ETC. FOLLOWS***



Now, I am being very, very serious. Please understand this, I am not joking. I sat here and read through all of that with tears pricking my eyes.

Talk of hairspray and lighters??? WTF!? That is just sick and evil. I really cannot get my head around the completely irrational fear of spiders. You might be thinking of me as an insensitive bitch now, but I am quite the opposite.

What would the world be like without spiders? Ask yourselves that.

Everything on this Earth is part of the eco-system.

Ok, think of it this way... what do we contribute to the world? Where do we fit in, in the circle of life. Top of the food chain, right? Right and wrong. We are also at the bottom of the food chain.

What happens to our bodies after we die? (Unless we are cremated, of course). Yep, we get buried in the ground. Unless we're buried in a lead-lined coffin, little bugs and beasties get in to devour our flesh. What are some of those little bugs and beasties? Yep, you got it: maggots. What do maggots grow up to be? Yep, nasty, dirty, horrible flies.

My point? If there were no spiders, the whole world would be over-run with flies!!! Imagine if the flies couldn't get enough to eat, because of the sheer numbers. What if they mutated, and subsequently evolved, to be massive-live-flesh-eating SOBs?

I bet you'd weep for the long lost spiders then!

TOO BLOODY LATE!!!

The end of the world is nigh. All because spiders were run out of dodge.



Can you see why I'm a horror writer?

Lou - lover of her wonderful eight-legged friends.

Hi, Lou. I'm with you on this one and would never hurt a spider deliberately unless I know it to be poisonous. I would suggest using a broom, which would be over a meter long, and catching the spider in the straws and then tossing it aside. It won't be hurt but will no longer be in your way.

 

[Guest]

Hi, Lou. I'm with you on this one and would never hurt a spider deliberately unless I know it to be poisonous. I would suggest using a broom, which would be over a meter long, and catching the spider in the straws and then tossing it aside. It won't be hurt but will no longer be in your way.

At last! A sensible and compassionate answer. Thank you, Box.

 

[impressive]

I don't bug 'em outside -- and I expect them not to bug me inside. It's more of a "this is MY turf and I don't wanna share it with you" thing when I'm indoors. (Incidentally, I treat unwelcome guests of the two-legged variety in the same way.)

Outside, in the other hand, I marvel at them -- stare at a perfect web for hours -- and feel the awe that comes with the study of any of nature's creatures.

However, I can TOTALLY understand TheEarl's fear/revulsion, for I once felt it.

Call it arachi-schizo-phobia,

 

[doormouse]

I don't bug 'em outside -- and I expect them not to bug me inside. It's more of a "this is MY turf and I don't wanna share it with you" thing when I'm indoors. (Incidentally, I treat unwelcome guests of the two-legged variety in the same way.)

Outside, in the other hand, I marvel at them -- stare at a perfect web for hours -- and feel the awe that comes with the study of any of nature's creatures.

However, I can TOTALLY understand TheEarl's fear/revulsion, for I once felt it.

Call it arachi-schizo-phobia,

Thank you hon.

Your space, MY space, exactly!!!

I don't touch them outside either. Unless they're on my daughters bikes, then they get blasted with the hose.

 

[SnoopDog]

I think the best way is to make it move away in the opposite direction (though with a stair that might be difficult).

If you want to do that from a safe distant, throw things at it or use a water pistol.

Snoopy

 

[doormouse]

I think the best way is to make it move away in the opposite direction (though with a stair that might be difficult).

If you want to do that from a safe distant, throw things at it or use a water pistol.

Snoopy

Now, a water pistol filled with brake fluid would work.

Okay, okay, I'm joking, sheesh LOL

 

[Lisa Denton]

Discretion is the better part of valour and cowardice is the better part of discretion, so I ran to my room, shut the door and sealed it with a dressing gown and went to sleep. Haven't seen the spider this morning, so I am quite comfortable deluding myself that the dog ate it, or it went away. I can deal with denial.

Lisa: You are nasty. If this was last night and not this morning, that remark would have got a very bitchy comment in return. As it is, I'm calm enough to see the humour now, but I should warn people that my sense of humour goes right otu the window when there's a spider around.

I cannot describe how awful it felt. Every corner felt like it housed a spider and I had to keep checking every room I went into. A flickering shadow would made me yelp. I closed my eyes and there was an army of spiders waiting to run over me. I thought of the statistic of people eating spiders in their sleep and physically retched. Every second I could feel a spider crawling up my arm or leg, or over my hair and, even though I knew it was probably just my hairs standing on end, I yelped and beat at the area, scrambling away. As soon as the light turned off, it was turned back on again as my fervent imagination thought of a new place that the spider could have hidden in my room.

Horrible horrible time.

The Earl

Hey Earl, glad you saw the humour, thats how I meant it. My brother lives out on the lakefront, sometimes his deck will have huge spiderwebs all over the place.

I don't like the tarantulas, cause they can jump far, and they hurt when they bite, but our southern tarantulas are not as poisonous as those up north.

I will let a tarantula live Tatelou, when he is not trying to go in my brothers house, but a scorpion must die. A big one came at me last week. You may say it was my imagination but he was coming at me in attack mode. There was big flames and lightning-bolts flyin off his stinger as he rushed me and yep (sorry) he bit the big one. No, not one of my tits, I mean I had to kill in self-defense.

Here in texas we have tarantulas, scorpions, brown recluse, and others that it is hard to admire the beauty of when they are trying to bite you.

I believe in live and let live. In texas we teach our children when it comes to spiders and snakes, back away slowly and then run. If that isn't possible, scream for help and stay alive by killing it. If a spider or snake is not poisonous, you can decide that post-mortem and grieve for the thing, because you are alive and able to.

Education is a big thing, and recognizing that a spider or snake is harmless to humans and allowing it to live is great. I have kicked what I thought was grass snake out of the path of my lawn-mower to save the little bastard, only to recognize a cotton-mouth attempting to strike back. The lawn-mower became a weapon and veered sharply over his ass.

 

[Boxlicker101]

Hey Earl, glad you saw the humour, thats how I meant it. My brother lives out on the lakefront, sometimes his deck will have huge spiderwebs all over the place.

I don't like the tarantulas, cause they can jump far, and they hurt when they bite, but our southern tarantulas are not as poisonous as those up north.

I will let a tarantula live Tatelou, when he is not trying to go in my brothers house, but a scorpion must die. A big one came at me last week. You may say it was my imagination but he was coming at me in attack mode. There was big flames and lightning-bolts flyin off his stinger as he rushed me and yep (sorry) he bit the big one. No, not one of my tits, I mean I had to kill in self-defense.

Here in texas we have tarantulas, scorpions, brown recluse, and others that it is hard to admire the beauty of when they are trying to bite you.

I believe in live and let live. In texas we teach our children when it comes to spiders and snakes, back away slowly and then run. If that isn't possible, scream for help and stay alive by killing it. If a spider or snake is not poisonous, you can decide that post-mortem and grieve for the thing, because you are alive and able to.

Education is a big thing, and recognizing that a spider or snake is harmless to humans and allowing it to live is great. I have kicked what I thought was grass snake out of the path of my lawn-mower to save the little bastard, only to recognize a cotton-mouth attempting to strike back. The lawn-mower became a weapon and veered sharply over his ass.

I think of snakes much like I do spiders and will never harm one that I know to be harmless. When I was a very young child, I used to sometimes have one in my pocket or let one twine between my fingers. Snakes, when they are not poisonous, are fun and friendly.

A few weeks ago there was a harmless garter snake on our driveway and my wife was afraid he would bite and poison our grandson. She wanted me to kill him (The snake, not our grandson) but I picked it up behind the head and carried it over to the park across the streeet. My wife thought I was crazy but I know it was the thing to do.

 

[cloudy]

Spider sympathizer here.

I catch them and put them outside. I don't particularly want them in the house anyway, and if I don't take them outside, sooner or later someone here will start screaming "Kill it! Kill it!" - so in my little cup they go, and out the door.

The exceptions to this are Black Widows and Brown Recluses - nasty little buggers, and I think Recluses are almost worse than Black Widows. They're harder to tell exactly what they are, and their bite will rot your flesh from the inside out - not pretty. I kill those, simply for my family's safety.

I feel the same way about snakes, pretty much. We get those really big rat snakes around here, and they're basically harmless, although if they bite you or a pet, you'll swell up a little, and be really, really sore. I found a very small one in my house one day, picked it up, and took it outside - poor thing was terrified.

Exceptions to the snake thing: We have Copperheads (nasty, but will try to get away from you), Timber Rattlers (nasty but will warn you), and Cottonmouths (nasty, and very, very aggressive) here. If I find those, they are a dead snake, end of story. Again, my safety and my family's safety are important, and I don't want vipers in my yard.

 

[Just-Legal]

Discretion is the better part of valour and cowardice is the better part of discretion, so I ran to my room, shut the door and sealed it with a dressing gown and went to sleep. Haven't seen the spider this morning, so I am quite comfortable deluding myself that the dog ate it, or it went away. I can deal with denial.

Lisa: You are nasty. If this was last night and not this morning, that remark would have got a very bitchy comment in return. As it is, I'm calm enough to see the humour now, but I should warn people that my sense of humour goes right otu the window when there's a spider around.

I cannot describe how awful it felt. Every corner felt like it housed a spider and I had to keep checking every room I went into. A flickering shadow would made me yelp. I closed my eyes and there was an army of spiders waiting to run over me. I thought of the statistic of people eating spiders in their sleep and physically retched. Every second I could feel a spider crawling up my arm or leg, or over my hair and, even though I knew it was probably just my hairs standing on end, I yelped and beat at the area, scrambling away. As soon as the light turned off, it was turned back on again as my fervent imagination thought of a new place that the spider could have hidden in my room.

Horrible horrible time.

The Earl

*much hugs* I know exactly how you feel hon, I have a crippling fear of craneflies/"daddylonglegs", and its WORSE if they're dead. If I have one in my room James has to get it out the window (Alive, Lou, stop glaring at me like that) but I can't settle for a long, LONG time.

There's a bug catcher available from Bettaware with a metre and a half handle thats really easy to use and you don't have to get too close...

 

[SnoopDog]

Spider sympathizer here.

Exceptions to the snake thing: We have Copperheads (nasty, but will try to get away from you), Timber Rattlers (nasty but will warn you), and Cottonmouths (nasty, and very, very aggressive) here. If I find those, they are a dead snake, end of story. Again, my safety and my family's safety are important, and I don't want vipers in my yard.

Looks like this could also qualify as a review of Kill Bill

Snoopy