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I'm in this for the ice cream.
Death of a Spider
So. I made a beautiful butternut squash soup with rosemary. Then I got the pepper grinder (which I'll admit I don't use much) to grind some pepper into the steamy goodness.
A BIG BLACK SPIDER (not BLACK black, more of a black/brown, if we're talking mascara shades) crawled out of the grinder. I then screamed the girliest scream I have ever uttered in my life. Then I burst out laughing at the sound of my own girly scream.
He died in my soup. His remains are now in my garbage disposal. There will be services at 5 and 8 o'clock.
A BIG BLACK SPIDER (not BLACK black, more of a black/brown, if we're talking mascara shades) crawled out of the grinder. I then screamed the girliest scream I have ever uttered in my life. Then I burst out laughing at the sound of my own girly scream.
He died in my soup. His remains are now in my garbage disposal. There will be services at 5 and 8 o'clock.
Glamorous and Delusional.
Awesomely Bad Links
. . .Was Here.
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