Unfiltered Story #255282
Neither my dad nor I are fans of spiders. I’m not afraid to kill little ones, but I hate big ones, wolf spiders, and jumping spiders. One night while we were at a bonfire, I noticed a huge spider on the log that my dad and I were sitting on. It was about the size of a large cell phone, including legs. I pointed it out to my dad.
Me: I’m scared of it.
Dad: I’m scared of it, too.
He killed it with a water bottle.
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
