It’s hard to enjoy your shower when there’s a spider on the wall. You want to get rid of it but the nozzle spray doesn’t quite reach it. You could cup water in your hands and try to knock it down that way, but if you lose sight of it during the splash you’ll never be sure it went down the drain. It might have gone in your belly button to lay eggs. So now it’s a staring contest: man vs. arachnid. Ten legs enter, two legs leave (eight, if the spider is victorious).
Spider: “Pick up the soap.”
Nick: [stoic silence]
Spider: “Go ahead, pick up the soap.”
Nick: “If I look away and pick up that soap, you’ll jump in my belly button and lay eggs.”
Spider: “Pick it up.”
Nick: “Listen, Mister. I just came in here to splash some water on myself, get refreshed, and wash up before my big date. I don’t want any trouble.”
Spider: “PICK UP THE SOAP!!!!“
February 18, 2008 at 7:56 am |
You are such a little bitch about spiders.
February 25, 2008 at 10:01 pm |
i hope that spider is just a metaphor for mephanie…but we will leave it at that.
May 8, 2009 at 8:23 am |
SHOWERTIME FOR SHANE!