ArtilleryBuck
Hall of Fame
Damn...I now have it bad.
Here's the deal...
I went out for a walk on this trail that goes around the apartments where I live. For the most part, it's a good trail except for the low-hanging trees everywhere and the relatively poor lighting. It was extremely humid, as monsoon season is still trying to finish up and I began sweating pretty much from the start. After I had been walking for about 2 miles or so, I came around a bend in the path and felt something up in my hair. It felt almost like a wasp or some other flying creature so I carefully began trying to shoo it off without actually making contact. Well, I did this successfully as I could now catch a glimpse of something pretty big and dark on the back of my shirt while looking over my shoulder. Next, I began trying to shake the back of my shirt, hoping that whatever it was would either fly off or fall off. Well, I could no longer see it when looking over my shoulder, so I finished up my walk and headed back to my apartment building. When I got to my parking lot, the damn thing began crawling up the back of my neck towards my ear. It was at that time I realized it was a spider as I felt a web trail as it moved...and it wasn't a little one either. Again I tried to sweep it off away from my skin, but the damn spider's web was too strong so he came off of my neck but rappelled back to the front of my shirt. This was my first true visual of the creature, and he was pretty damn intimidating...hairy and all. Of course, my next instinct was to lean forward to bring my sweaty shirt away from my body so that the MFer couldn't bite me through my shirt. Then, I flipped his ass as hard as I could off of my shirt. It looked like an apparent "mission accomplished" in the dim lighting of the parking lot. So, I get on the elevator and while going up to the 12th floor I began inspecting myself using the mirrors on the elevator. Nothing...good to go. I get inside my apartment and take off my sweaty shirt and feel cob webs all over as I took the shirt over my head. All of a sudden, the mother fucker is crawling up my bare back. I take my shirt and sling it over my shoulder, luckily I see him hit the ground where I pound him with my shoe repeatedly. I then carefully removed the rest of my clothes and stick them all into the washing machine immediately and hit the shower. I fuckin hate spiders!!!
Here's the deal...
I went out for a walk on this trail that goes around the apartments where I live. For the most part, it's a good trail except for the low-hanging trees everywhere and the relatively poor lighting. It was extremely humid, as monsoon season is still trying to finish up and I began sweating pretty much from the start. After I had been walking for about 2 miles or so, I came around a bend in the path and felt something up in my hair. It felt almost like a wasp or some other flying creature so I carefully began trying to shoo it off without actually making contact. Well, I did this successfully as I could now catch a glimpse of something pretty big and dark on the back of my shirt while looking over my shoulder. Next, I began trying to shake the back of my shirt, hoping that whatever it was would either fly off or fall off. Well, I could no longer see it when looking over my shoulder, so I finished up my walk and headed back to my apartment building. When I got to my parking lot, the damn thing began crawling up the back of my neck towards my ear. It was at that time I realized it was a spider as I felt a web trail as it moved...and it wasn't a little one either. Again I tried to sweep it off away from my skin, but the damn spider's web was too strong so he came off of my neck but rappelled back to the front of my shirt. This was my first true visual of the creature, and he was pretty damn intimidating...hairy and all. Of course, my next instinct was to lean forward to bring my sweaty shirt away from my body so that the MFer couldn't bite me through my shirt. Then, I flipped his ass as hard as I could off of my shirt. It looked like an apparent "mission accomplished" in the dim lighting of the parking lot. So, I get on the elevator and while going up to the 12th floor I began inspecting myself using the mirrors on the elevator. Nothing...good to go. I get inside my apartment and take off my sweaty shirt and feel cob webs all over as I took the shirt over my head. All of a sudden, the mother fucker is crawling up my bare back. I take my shirt and sling it over my shoulder, luckily I see him hit the ground where I pound him with my shoe repeatedly. I then carefully removed the rest of my clothes and stick them all into the washing machine immediately and hit the shower. I fuckin hate spiders!!!
