I got out of the bath tonight before I got ready for work...... Went into my room.... and......*gasp*....... There was the biggest spider EVER on my bed!!! And Miss John K was out so I couldn't get him to get rid of it.. Had to do it all by myself, but i took it out the front door so it is now running wild and free somewhere in the big blue yonder.
Hands up who hates spiders!
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I am the one who has to dispose of all spiders in my insect-riddled abode in chestnut ave. I'm the only boy in a house of 5 but the deal is I do that for them and if there are ever any rodents they will get rid of them as THAT is my biggest fear.
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"What has love ever meant to me but creaking stairs in other people's houses?" - Iris Murdoch.
Oooooh, Emily, where is your Alberto when you most need him? Miss you, babe. Will go and visit soon. (Have to find a pump for my bike first. It's still majorly deflated. Grrr!)
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I don't mind spiders back at home i had two that lived on my bedroom ceiling. I used to watch them as i laid in bed. One was called joan and the other montgomery.
alright u lot i didnt really know where 2 write this so am puttin it on here. just wanted 2 say sorry if i was actin like a pissed twat last night i was proper bladdered cheers for inviting me 2 ur houses laura n nic i had a wicked night (what i can remember anyway ) it was good meetin everyone u all seem sound n i'll cya at the next thing
makethebeatdrop wrote: alright u lot i didnt really know where 2 write this so am puttin it on here. just wanted 2 say sorry if i was actin like a pissed twat last night i was proper bladdered cheers for inviting me 2 ur houses laura n nic i had a wicked night (what i can remember anyway ) it was good meetin everyone u all seem sound n i'll cya at the next thing
laura xxxx
You're welcome chick. Anytime. And never worry. By all acounts John K was the worst.
Irish Dom wrote: You're welcome chick. Anytime. And never worry. By all acounts John K was the worst.
cheers, i'll be hanging my head in shame at the next lgbt thing though i've got massive blank spots **** knows what a knobhead i must've looked! o well cya soon
i simply love spiders. once, in order to gross this slag out on the school bus, i squished one against the window with my fist, then licked its goo off my hand. she squealed like a piggy.
and ruth had a spider moment last weekend. she was getting dry after her shower and she thought, 'this towel is a bit tickly'. she dropped it, turned around, and there was this massive spider on her bum. she did the naked spider dance as she tried to doff the beast and she now refuses to use dark coloured towels in the bathroom. 'nothing needs that many eyes or legs'.
anyway, i want a big pet spider. a cute furry one that i can stroke
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burn down our home, RAPE OUR DEAD MOUTHS. Just as long as I don't have to hear anymore of your disgusting babble
Dave, you never cease to grose me out!...and you have Al Bat O, you don't need a spider!
I saw House of Wax today... It's creeped me out... Not very pleasant all that wax business... And once again John is not here to make me feel safe... I think he's out having sex somewhere, HA! BUSTED! xx
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I'd LOVE a pet spider! I could call it Gorgeous George. (sorry if anyone likes him, but I don't). Seriously, I'd call it Louis. I get a lot of weird insect things in my bedroom, which I frequently sit there having a chat to* ** when I should be studying. But hey, I'm a strange guy.
* Unless it's a f**king mosquito which flies around me all night landing on me and making a humming noise. In which case, after about two hours of the little bastard, and after a futile attempt to capture it to let it go outside, I squash it on my bedroom wall back home. Where it's still decomposing.
** OR little bastard green flying things. I don't know what they are. Charming. Steven. xx
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CRAP? WHAT D'YA MEAN IT'S CRAP? THERES EIGHT BODIES AT THE END AND HE GETS TO SHAG HIS MUM!!
Just thought Id note that to me the title of this thread sound like the noise you make when you're really really relaxed, not ****ting yourself over a spider... keep getting disappointed when I look in here, though god knows why I expect it to be any different to the last time I looked, I just keep thinking maybe it's a thread about 'what makes you feel all snuggly' or something. Anyway.
I feel all snuggly all wrapped up in my dressing gown in front of the telly with a nice hot chocolate..(dave, I need that microwave so i can make one!..I'm dying here!)... But I especially love going home and being all snuggly in my big bed there and having my cat purring in my arms... *sigh*... Feel so safe and contented...
Anyone else?
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