There was a spider in our bath tub. I called in Z to see if he wanted to kill it. He looked at it rather anxiously and decided he would put a small bucket over it to smother it. He grabbed the nearest bucket, then put it down. "Oh, yeah it can't have any breathing holes!" (it was a small bucket with holes in the bottom).
He then grabbed one without holes but was unable to put the bucket on top of him because the spider wouldn't stay still!
He then tried to wash the spider down the drain, but that didn't work!
Rather exhaustedly and dramatically he decided to call in the big guns and T was able to dispense with the spider.
Monday, September 21, 2009
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