Posted on 07/26/2017 2:57:46 AM PDT by C19fan
An enormous spider has given a couple an almighty fright as it appeared on their glass door as they were trying to cook food. Lauren Ansell from Mount Coolum in Queensland posted a photo of a monster huntsman spider nicknamed 'Aragog' that appeared on the outside of the window where her partner was attempting to cook dinner. Ms Ansell said the spider appeared harmless, but did not take kindly after the pair attempted to move it from the glass.
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Dear Lord, wussies....It’s a damn spider....either leave it alone, relocate it or smash it......they aren’t magical you know.....
For the record I’m someone who has a reputation of relocating wolf-spiders and tarantulas but I will kill on sight and without mercy any Widows or Brown Recluses.
okay, shotgun.
BTW, the spider wasn’t “mean” as stated in the story, it was scared of these big azz people and reacted naturally.
Now, having properly puffed myself up as a tough guy who isn’t afraid of spiders, I will get very nervous at the sight of a scorpion (not the Klaus Meine kind).
When I was living in Oz I saw one at least that big upside down on the ceiling. Huntsman spiders are fantastic climbers. In Australia you need to be constantly aware where you place your feet then along comes a Huntsman and you don’t know whether to look up or down.
LOL...:)
I have a thing about spiders.
When I was six years old, I tried to crawl through a drainage pipe under a road to come out on the other side. I got maybe ten or twenty feet in, and the pipe had been getting progressively narrower, until I realized I couldn’t go any further, and was having trouble going back. While I was wiggling backwards, inch by inch, I suddenly realized there were cobwebs and stuff that had got all over my back and my hair. As I looked out the corner of my eye on my shoulder, there was a daddy longlegs. I completely freaked out. I started screaming horribly and was bashing myself against the wall, just going nuts. I don’t know why, daddy longlegs aren’t really all that scary and are harmless, but...hey, I was six years old. My older brother who was watching, crawled in, grabbed me by the ankles and dragged me out. I was like a shot out of a cannon. I ran, screaming down the road, leaping in the air, pirouetting, crazily beating my head and shoulders with my arms. At every turn, when I looked, that dead spider was still stuck to me, solidly. Now, I know that technically, Daddy Longlegs aren't classified as spiders, and as far as they go, can't physically harm you. But to a kid who had nightmares about the large mechanical spider in the Johnny Quest cartoon intro, it was terrifying to me!
Johnny Quest Cartoon Intro (which I just watched at the link on YouTube, have not seen it since I was that age, and...man! Great intro-had kickass music, and lots of action that appealed to a boy!)
My brother laughs about it today...:)
I find spiders interesting, but if they crawl on me...hoo boy. I just can’t help it. I lived in the Philippines, and they had enormous bugs and beetles, lizards and snakes, and I had no problem with them. Just spiders. Go figure.
I saw this one outside my house recently...
Now, it was interesting, but...if that thing ever crawls on me, I don't care if it produces a puddle of green goo with legs protruding that is toxic enough to eat through me the way the bodily fluids in the aliens in the movie of the same name eat through steel...it is getting squished with prejudice!
LOL, even my WALLET was afraid of Fiat Spiders!
But THIS...is animal cruelty!!!!!!!
LOL, the look on this cat's face clearly says "WTF! ARE YOU SH*TTING ME?"
I don’t think my cats would care for this situation, either. We like our arachnid companions, because they eat insects.
I saw one of these in my bedroom a while back: a HUGE bug that looked kind of like a mosquito on steroids. Its legs had a span of nearly three inches. I thought, "There is NO way I am going to bed with THAT frikking thing flying around the room..." I had visions of it flying into my snoring mouth, you know how that would be. I had NO idea what kind of bug it was, but is apparently called a Cranefly. It is apparently harmless, but...I didn't know that at the time.
So, without taking my eyes off it, I groped for a magazine or ANYTHING I could whack it with. This was a killable bug. No mercy. I roll up the magazine, creep over and...WHACK! I MISSED the damned thing, when I was trying so hard not to miss. And then, don't I lose sight of it, and cannot find it. I had to get a BIG flashlight and hunt for it. After 15 minutes, I saw it again, and...WHACK! Don't I miss it AGAIN! It drops to the floor and disappears. SHIT.
Now, this is a MAJOR, DEDICATED bug hunt. I look for twenty minutes with no success, swearing and muttering the whole time. My wife is in the next room and thinks I have lost my mind.
Finally, with a sick feeling, I have to give up. As I put down the magazine, I feel something crawling on my leg, inside my pants. I roll my eyes at myself and tell myself "Get a grip. You are just feeling itchy, there is nothing there."
Then, a few minutes later, I feel something again, and I grit my teeth and silently say to myself "Good God. THERE IS NOTHING THERE, knock this crap off and get a hold of yourself."
As I am telling this to my wife, I feel something and "ARRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHH! THERE IS SOMETHING THERE!" I rip off my pants, and sure enough, that damned big ugly bug had flown UP MY FRIKKING PANT LEG!
I know the old saying about keeping enemies close, but this was ridiculous. I then spent the next fifteen minutes hunting it down, and DID NOT MISS again.
Now that I am older, I find spiders...interesting, but...if they crawl on me, I kill them with prejudice. Or if it is above my head over my bed...I kill it. My mouth is much too much like a big black hole when I snore. I am sure it would be inviting to a spider.
Dayum! Your battle sounds like one of mine back in my youth, involving a bat home intruder, a tennis racket, and a running belt sander as anti-sonar device. Didn’t squash the feller but managed to steer him to the open window for his escape. Little bastid hissed up a quite a storm in the chase.
The statistic claiming that over a lifetime people eat an average of eight spiders while sleeping is an urban myth.
It’s actually only four.
Hahahahahahaha! “Anti-Sonar device”!!!!!!!
Not feeling better.
Not. Better.
“Try a flamethrower and an Uzi”
Wielded by someone else besides me
I bet having that spider show up could make it an open question. I know my wife would be out of there.
LOL! I thought craneflies were kinda ubiquitous. They don’t have the hypodermic needle-nose (”proboscis”) that skeeters have. But you’re far from the first person to be freaked out by one; they’re nicknamed, “skeeter hawks.”
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