I legit killed a spider today. I walked into the web ran away got a shoe and smashed it. HERE IS WHERE IT GETS WEIRD, I hit it looked at my shoe no spider remains and it wasn't on the floor.
Moral of the story is that if you hit a spider hard enough, it lies in his coffin buried with a grave stone.
Good lad, you can take me to dinner anytime, spiders are fucking horrible. Did the world a favour lad. If you wanna go posh we can go to some fancy italian but I wouldn't mind going spoons. Also I have a pet moth so don't hit that when I take you back to my gaff. :Clown: