Comments on: Psssssssst…….over here. http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/ Wit and Sarcasm. I think. Tue, 06 Jan 2009 13:18:19 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.5 By: Alessandra http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-137 Alessandra Mon, 24 Jul 2006 05:08:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-137 Eeeeek! Spiders really creep me out. I hate the really big ones that stay in your room for months. It's also a sign of bad luck right? Good thing I finally got rid of the spidey in my room so now I can finally use my desktop pc chattin with hot guys from webdate_dot_com. Eeeeek! Spiders really creep me out. I hate the really big ones that stay in your room for months. It’s also a sign of bad luck right? Good thing I finally got rid of the spidey in my room so now I can finally use my desktop pc chattin with hot guys from webdate_dot_com.

]]> By: Sassy http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-138 Sassy Thu, 13 Jul 2006 17:45:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-138 Pusher, I'm so glad you also shared your Wolf Spider story with me. Ozy's story didn't quite give me nightmares but you've taken care of that now. Muahahhaha. LOL! Pusher, I’m so glad you also shared your Wolf Spider story with me. Ozy’s story didn’t quite give me nightmares but you’ve taken care of that now. Muahahhaha. LOL!

]]> By: miss_lissa http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-139 miss_lissa Thu, 13 Jul 2006 04:49:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-139 Pusher~<BR/><BR/>Spiders run??<BR/>must be a bitch to find that many matching sneakers...<BR/><BR/><BR/>~*runs away laughing*~ Pusher~

Spiders run??
must be a bitch to find that many matching sneakers…

~*runs away laughing*~

]]> By: Pusher Robot http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-140 Pusher Robot Wed, 12 Jul 2006 10:00:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-140 The first time I went to Girl Scout camp with my daughters (Father/Daughter weekend) the most amazing thing was the wolf spiders. They were big enough you could actually HEAR them running through the grass and leaves. Also, the blood-curdling scream was always a good indication that one of these suckers had parked itself in some girls tent!<BR/>And Ozy, just for the record, wolf spiders (and i'm sure others) carry their entire brood on their backs when they travel so anytime something happens to mom, it really does look like she explodes into a million little spiders. The first time I went to Girl Scout camp with my daughters (Father/Daughter weekend) the most amazing thing was the wolf spiders. They were big enough you could actually HEAR them running through the grass and leaves. Also, the blood-curdling scream was always a good indication that one of these suckers had parked itself in some girls tent!
And Ozy, just for the record, wolf spiders (and i’m sure others) carry their entire brood on their backs when they travel so anytime something happens to mom, it really does look like she explodes into a million little spiders.

]]> By: afp763389 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-141 afp763389 Wed, 12 Jul 2006 03:08:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-141 :) got soooo sentimental... helpless... warmed to step by...<BR/><BR/>take care & beautiful day :) got soooo sentimental… helpless… warmed to step by…

take care & beautiful day

]]> By: Sassy http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-142 Sassy Wed, 12 Jul 2006 03:05:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-142 Gee Melie, thanks for sharing that. Like Ozy, you seem to insist on grossing me out with your endearing spider stories. Quit it. LOL! Muah! Gee Melie, thanks for sharing that. Like Ozy, you seem to insist on grossing me out with your endearing spider stories. Quit it. LOL! Muah!

]]> By: miss_lissa http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-143 miss_lissa Tue, 11 Jul 2006 19:48:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-143 k, I'm super freaked of spiders too.<BR/><BR/>But, I'll tell you a really gross wolf spider story.<BR/><BR/>I went on a trip to visit some friends once in Sask. We arrived at their door and I'm half paying attention half not the doorbell as I'm in the middle of a hilarious conversation with my buddy Ian.<BR/><BR/>I'm talking with him as I reached out my finger to press the doorbell and as I'm talking I see Ian's face go from a look of amusement to a sudden drop of expression and bugged out eyes of fear as he shouts "Oh my god, watch-" but it was too late.<BR/><BR/>I had squished thru, with my right index finger, a wolf spider the size of my palm, that I hadn't seen hovering by the door chime.<BR/><BR/>Can you say panic attack?<BR/><BR/>I went into full out hysterics!!! <BR/><BR/>**shudder**<BR/>I still have a mini panic attack every time I think of it to this day.<BR/><BR/>It crunched too. I'm pretty sure its last words were "WTF Bitch?"<BR/><BR/>ewwwww!!! k, I’m super freaked of spiders too.

But, I’ll tell you a really gross wolf spider story.

I went on a trip to visit some friends once in Sask. We arrived at their door and I’m half paying attention half not the doorbell as I’m in the middle of a hilarious conversation with my buddy Ian.

I’m talking with him as I reached out my finger to press the doorbell and as I’m talking I see Ian’s face go from a look of amusement to a sudden drop of expression and bugged out eyes of fear as he shouts “Oh my god, watch-” but it was too late.

I had squished thru, with my right index finger, a wolf spider the size of my palm, that I hadn’t seen hovering by the door chime.

Can you say panic attack?

I went into full out hysterics!!!

**shudder**
I still have a mini panic attack every time I think of it to this day.

It crunched too. I’m pretty sure its last words were “WTF Bitch?”

ewwwww!!!

]]> By: ozymandiaz http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-144 ozymandiaz Tue, 11 Jul 2006 11:32:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-144 Anything I can do to help, ya know. If you have need for your skin to crawl you now know whom to call. Anything I can do to help, ya know. If you have need for your skin to crawl you now know whom to call.

]]> By: Sassy http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-145 Sassy Mon, 10 Jul 2006 13:46:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-145 Okay Ozy, well thank YOU for giving me a perma creepy skin crawling feeling, like forever. I read this to Karen, while we were on the phone and both of us were practically gagging. Thanks for that sweetie. LOL!<BR/>Oh PS...Karen said, Ya thanks for reading it to me bitch. Feel the love all the way around. ;) Okay Ozy, well thank YOU for giving me a perma creepy skin crawling feeling, like forever. I read this to Karen, while we were on the phone and both of us were practically gagging. Thanks for that sweetie. LOL!
Oh PS…Karen said, Ya thanks for reading it to me bitch. Feel the love all the way around. ;)

]]> By: ozymandiaz http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-146 ozymandiaz Mon, 10 Jul 2006 12:59:00 +0000 http://ohmygawdreally.com/2006/07/08/psssssssstover-here/#comment-146 I am one of those people whom you would stare at in horrored bemusement as I regularly catch spiders with my bare hands and release them to the wild, going out of my way to protect them. Yes, one of those. Don't worry; I'm not one of those preachy "you shouldn't kill them" types. Hell, I figure there are billions of spiders and I don’t think killing several is going to alter the axis of Earth or anything like that, but, none the less, I don't like to kill them myself.<BR/>That being said....<BR/>In my previous life of insanity (my first marriage) there arose an occasion late one evening. My wife had gone to take a shower a returned a few moments later with a horrified look on her face. There were a million spiders in the bathroom she claimed. <BR/>"Uh huh" I replied<BR/>"No really, one million" she exasperated, "first there was one and I tried to kill it unsuccessfully and it turned into millions" (now millions, as in more than one million)<BR/>I stared at her somewhat nonplussed.<BR/>"DO SOMETHING"<BR/>So I go and look. Sure as shit there were spiders everywhere. Apparently the one spider she had tried to kill (a wolf spider, about the size of my palm) had been carrying an egg sack and under duress of eminent squishage had set free her brood. The ceiling above the tub and the walls adjacent held an ever expanding mass in infantile spiders. <BR/>"KILL THEM!" She ordered from a distant room.<BR/>My heart sank. I was able to save mom and a few of her children but there was nothing I could do for the rest.<BR/>Out came the spray.<BR/>It was almost surreal. As I sprayed them they began streaming from the ceiling like so many tiny para military troops coming down their tiny threads in an attempt to escape the chemical warfare now being waged on them.<BR/>Few survived the efficiency of my onslaught.<BR/>To this day that vision haunts me.<BR/>What's worst of all, she decided not to take a shower as she was too grossed out.<BR/>I had slaughtered them for NOTHING.<BR/>Never again.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for dredging up these memories. I am one of those people whom you would stare at in horrored bemusement as I regularly catch spiders with my bare hands and release them to the wild, going out of my way to protect them. Yes, one of those. Don’t worry; I’m not one of those preachy “you shouldn’t kill them” types. Hell, I figure there are billions of spiders and I don’t think killing several is going to alter the axis of Earth or anything like that, but, none the less, I don’t like to kill them myself.
That being said….
In my previous life of insanity (my first marriage) there arose an occasion late one evening. My wife had gone to take a shower a returned a few moments later with a horrified look on her face. There were a million spiders in the bathroom she claimed.
“Uh huh” I replied
“No really, one million” she exasperated, “first there was one and I tried to kill it unsuccessfully and it turned into millions” (now millions, as in more than one million)
I stared at her somewhat nonplussed.
“DO SOMETHING”
So I go and look. Sure as shit there were spiders everywhere. Apparently the one spider she had tried to kill (a wolf spider, about the size of my palm) had been carrying an egg sack and under duress of eminent squishage had set free her brood. The ceiling above the tub and the walls adjacent held an ever expanding mass in infantile spiders.
“KILL THEM!” She ordered from a distant room.
My heart sank. I was able to save mom and a few of her children but there was nothing I could do for the rest.
Out came the spray.
It was almost surreal. As I sprayed them they began streaming from the ceiling like so many tiny para military troops coming down their tiny threads in an attempt to escape the chemical warfare now being waged on them.
Few survived the efficiency of my onslaught.
To this day that vision haunts me.
What’s worst of all, she decided not to take a shower as she was too grossed out.
I had slaughtered them for NOTHING.
Never again.

Thank you for dredging up these memories.

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