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i think its only fair that i get to meet this infamous spider....
come to find out there was some things left by a past roommate and i had promised to tend to them while he was absent...and i kept my word, for this i get rewarded by this fuck ass spider....biting my foot. there was a heated argument over the necessities of the possessions left behind however i had to keep my ground and fight for my beliefs...in doing so i proceeded to house or store these items in my room for safe keeping's....little did i know what was about to transpire....
there i was minding my own business and along came a spider....
wow!~ that sounds like a children's night-time story....
however, i assure this is not .
I DAVID PRESCOTT hear by swear i will get revenge on this ill mannered, heartless, unappreciative social misfit of a spider, and we will stand before each other again, and i shall judge him.
this is not me folks, i do not judge people nor animals, insects, amphibians, or even arachnids...
i was put in an extraordinary situation by a extraordinary multiple legged creature, with advanced weapons of destruction, without the knowledge, nor opportunity to defend myself of the jihad, or reign of terror this growth deficient, short legged helliant unleashed upon me...
for what...?
what i ask you...the people....what did i do....?
I'll tell you,
I was in his way.
he was probably having a good ole' time, at the spider bar, double triple, 4,5, or 6 fisting it, just after a hard workout at "GOLDS SPIDER GYM",
... had to piss, took a stroll, wobbling, forgetting where and what he was doing, ....talking shit....
As he stumbled along, I'm sure he cracked his skull from tripping on his shoelaces that his spider buddies tied together back at the bar...triggering a childhood traumatic experience long forgotten about....instantly developing multiple personalities, one of which is bi-polar...and another which is a transtesticle?....
just my luck...
i was in the right place at the right time for
a drunk,embarrassed, musclebound, piss stained, clueless, Schizophrenic, bi-polar, traumatized transtesticle, voodoo midget, foot biting recluse,
to give me....ME....the displeasure of feeling his pain....
cause i was in his way....
Well guess what?
This is my room bitch....WHAT!.....YOU WANT SOME?.....
I got your spider bite...YOU BITE LIKE A GIRL....(not really...)
I'LL FUCK A SPIDER UP...(I'm strapped... i have my shoe ...the one that i cant fit into cause my foots as big as my head....)
Better not !....little bastard...
amoxicillin....3 times a day, for 10 days, lots of sleep, lots of fluid, and no social life....a trip to the hospital, someone telling you what you already knew, people sticking needles in you...(you motherf***er i hate needles)....people pointing and staring....like you have a disease....
huh.....guess what little man......i didn't go to the hospital...they may say I'm stubborn, but leave my room, vulnerable, to him...and his little creepy crawly friends..no no no...
the conspiracy stops here. i took natters in my own hands.
and oh yes....i will have my day...
this time Ive been eating right, not smoking, as much..., focusing on what will be the ultimate demise of this hell bound creature....
i am going to find him, and rock his world....
first things first....
he needs a home....
and furnishings.....
all the food he can eat,
introduce him to a couple lady spiders i know,
and kill him with kindness, for death is way to satisfying, that's what he wants,
no....no...little friend....I'm bringing dancing and daises into your pathetic little life....
(reverse psychology.....) (its brains over brawn)
i will be the burden of his past, his actions haunting him for an extraordinarily prolonged spider life. eating at his conscious, day by day,
and i shall never let him forget.
take that......
