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So I was wondering around the house, nothing much was going on. Or at least I hadn’t noticed much. I was going to do some laundry, and the machine is right next to the stairs. I looked down and there’s just a spider all chilling there. The appropriate amount of unsightly legs tipped me off to the particular condition of my opponent. We’d had some problems earlier with losing spiders so I knew I had to act fast. Removing my shoe I readied for the undoubtedly epic bout that was about to occur. However, this spider was particularly crafty. If you are familiar with stairs, there is usually a little ledge where the stair part extends over the vertical support under it. The beast had outmaneuvered me. I launched a desperate bid against this fortified area. At the instant of contact, two things happened. The spider launched through the air, emitting a bloodthirsty scream, and my glasses slid down my nose, catching the floor. The spider used this distraction for a tactical withdrawal. We would end this another day.

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