ZRT
The 'Yarch's Ass Kicker
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A friend of mine (who had the coolest snake menagerie ever) had a tarantula. He was friendly and gentle, felt interesting when he crawled on my hand and arm, and did not smell like wet dog. He smelled like the wood chips in his aquarium.
Interestingly, said friend was well known for doing reptile outreach classes. I watched him take people that self-identified as terrified of snakes, and have them standing with the snake draped around their shoulders before long. But the spider-phobic people? Not so much.
Fortunately for me, I have no fear of snakes, and only a hint of hesitation when presented with the fuck-all big hairy spider. It did not take long at all to get over that hesitation. The spider was cool.
I like snakes. Snakes don't like me. It was never meant to be.
Tarantulas... I could handle them if required, but choose not to.

