Thanks Wally. You're well intune with the problems unwanted critters can create. Nowadays, I feel like one myself... ahhh, if only I had some boobs to crawl over.
Well, Wally you may be right - I do feel like a itsy-bitsy spider these days but in the past, there's hasn't been a crevasse I've neglected to accepted the challenge to...
Waltzing Waters in Florida - I was 7. 1970. I took up a conversation with the owner who had a tarantula in a small tank behind the counter.
He took it out, put it on my arm and I watched as it crawl up to my shoulder. Aside from the pythons I was handling earlier that day, at the time, it seemed like the coolest point of my life. Remember though - I was only 7.
My sister used to have a kind of a female tarantula spider - she called her Sparky. Sparky was to aggressive to be put on someones arm/hand/other body parts. Besides that it pointed out that Sparky was of an uncharted tarantula species.
I have and always will respect you as a lady - as opposed to some of the other broads and bimbos who claim to be...
Sparky sounds like my kind of fellow - basically because one must be aggressive these days, one must be accertive to get to the top or have the nuggets to suggest a reverse cowgirl position.
Well, Mr. X you beat me to it once again. I was hoping somone would comment on the size of the spiders... my comeback line would be: "If you think those spiders are big - you should see her crabs..."
NICE!
ReplyDeleteThanks Wally. You're well intune with the problems unwanted critters can create. Nowadays, I feel like one myself... ahhh, if only I had some boobs to crawl over.
ReplyDeleteI'm Sure, you of all people, would have a fantastic life as an itsy bitsy spider....
ReplyDeleteI mean all those crevasses.
Well, Wally you may be right - I do feel like a itsy-bitsy spider these days but in the past, there's hasn't been a crevasse I've neglected to accepted the challenge to...
ReplyDeleteGee - that ought to tickle her..
ReplyDeleteIf you think that's impressive - you should feel my little furry fingers at work !
ReplyDeleteAn arousing thought - ain't it? Like furry, little sausages or caterpillars playing a Chopin minuet on your goodies.
Waltzing Waters in Florida - I was 7. 1970. I took up a conversation with the owner who had a tarantula in a small tank behind the counter.
ReplyDeleteHe took it out, put it on my arm and I watched as it crawl up to my shoulder. Aside from the pythons I was handling earlier that day, at the time, it seemed like the coolest point of my life. Remember though - I was only 7.
Sir! I am a lady!! ;"p
ReplyDeleteMy sister used to have a kind of a female tarantula spider - she called her Sparky. Sparky was to aggressive to be put on someones arm/hand/other body parts. Besides that it pointed out that Sparky was of an uncharted tarantula species.
I have and always will respect you as a lady - as opposed to some of the other broads and bimbos who claim to be...
ReplyDeleteSparky sounds like my kind of fellow - basically because one must be aggressive these days, one must be accertive to get to the top or have the nuggets to suggest a reverse cowgirl position.
You will Call....
ReplyDeleteAny Man that wants to make friends with a lebanese spider is my-kind-of-friend...
Break a Leg..
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This might be a hygiene issue and she might have Crabs as well.
ReplyDeleteLittle Miss Muffet ain't so little anymore. Lucky tuffet.
ReplyDeleteLittle Miss Muffet - of course !
ReplyDeleteWell, Mr. X you beat me to it once again. I was hoping somone would comment on the size of the spiders... my comeback line would be: "If you think those spiders are big - you should see her crabs..."