Sunday Morning.... had been out the night before partying down, upside down on a pole, stealing cupcakes at midnight, got home in the wee hours, woke up late, went to the gym, came back for a shower.. ahhhhhh relaxing.
Nude. Walking around the house getting dressed. Put a bathrobe on as to not be seen in the nuddy by any neighbours with binoculars. Gave Lenny a hug.. started playing Hide n Seek with the cat.. when I feel this strange feeling on my arm.
A crawling feeling.
A decidedly many legs on my skin feeling.
Cue the screaming: GIANT FUCKING HUNTSMAN SPIDER CRAWLING ALL OVER MY BODY.
We have a Huntsman Spider infestation in our apartment. Maybe it's because we are high up in the trees, maybe they just like our interior decorating. Either way it's not uncommon to see one or two of these fuckers scampering around on our roof at least once a month.
So so so gross.
I screamed so loud.. I ran around screaming. I jumped up and down screaming. I ran back into the only safe place I could think of, the shower, and stood on the rim of the bathtub screaming.
Die Motherfucker Die.
They have sooooo crossed a line. Hiding in my bathrobe is NOT OK!??!?!?
Game On Bitches.