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After picking my daughter up from gym, she politely informed me that there was a spider on my shoulder. I thought she was trying to "make me look" so I blew it off and told her that I needed to watch the road. Next thing I know, she's pounding me amongst my head and shoulders with jug of chocolate milk. Fortunately, the jug was mostly empty or I might have been making another trip to the hospital.
Sadly, she didn't. It went into hiding. My wife began looking for the carcass when I told her about the incident. She noticed a small spider on my left sleeve. She promptly took it out with a shoe. At least I saw it coming and her aim is much better.
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