As an arachnophobe, I used to call my brother to kill any spiders (he’s now married). We live in NH, and I’m thankful we don’t get any wolf spiders or anything too horrific. On a family reunion at my bachelor cousin’s place in remote West Virginia, I stumbled to the rustic bathroom early in the morning. Washing my hands, I glanced up and saw (in the mirror) the mother of all spiders up on the wall opposite. I came out and told my brothers. He grabbed a tissue… that didn’t cut it. I think he borrowed somebody’s flip-flop, and later he said that he was impressed that I didn’t freak out, and also that it was about the edge of what he was comfortable dealing with. (In my memory, this thing was the size of a dessert plate, but that’s probably an exaggeration.)
dlkrueger33 7 months ago
Cute!
dph28 7 months ago
who invited gregor
mommavamp 7 months ago
That’s a Florida size cockroach. I lived there once, many years ago. Never again.
Curtis Mathews Premium Member 7 months ago
Nice play on words there.
NCGalFromNJ 7 months ago
I love it!
Old Time Tales Premium Member 7 months ago
That roach has surpassed “giant” and has moved directly to “freaking ginormous!”
jango 7 months ago
Don’t hit it, Thatadad. You’ll only make him angry. Mongo strategy.
ladykat 7 months ago
Yes, you are.
xSigoff Premium Member 7 months ago
Looks like they could use every dictators dream: VX guaranteed to work the first time, every time…as long as you are in your MOPP4 suit.
Dkram 7 months ago
They like to play with that line from “Jaws”.
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Frank Burns Eats Worms 7 months ago
To be the best you gotta beat the pest!!
raybarb44 7 months ago
Call National Geographic 911…….
Taracinablue 7 months ago
As an arachnophobe, I used to call my brother to kill any spiders (he’s now married). We live in NH, and I’m thankful we don’t get any wolf spiders or anything too horrific. On a family reunion at my bachelor cousin’s place in remote West Virginia, I stumbled to the rustic bathroom early in the morning. Washing my hands, I glanced up and saw (in the mirror) the mother of all spiders up on the wall opposite. I came out and told my brothers. He grabbed a tissue… that didn’t cut it. I think he borrowed somebody’s flip-flop, and later he said that he was impressed that I didn’t freak out, and also that it was about the edge of what he was comfortable dealing with. (In my memory, this thing was the size of a dessert plate, but that’s probably an exaggeration.)