Getting into the shower this morning I saw a fuzzy black blob by the ceiling. I grabbed my glasses for a closer inspection and it was a SPIDER!!!! AHHHH!!! Lloyd has a spider bite from a few days ago and I bet this is the villain. Look at her swollen belly – filled with Lloyd’s old blood and probably hundreds of tiny spider/Lloyd hybrid babies. It’s tough to wash your hair when your head is fixed so your eyes stay fixed in one spot.
Even though I dislike spiders, I don’t think they should die – even though this one is an obvious peeping tom. (Tomette? Tometto? Tomahto? Too far, huh?) Lloyd deftly caught it in my toothbrush holder and took ‘er outside.
By the way, when you’ve showered with a spider, for the whole rest of the day every little dark speck you see will startle you.