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61. Once while taking a shower, I felt what I thought was a large drop of water running down my stomach, until I realized it was traveling in the wrong direction. When I looked down I saw, to my extreme horror, a very large roach. I still freak out a little when I feel stray water droplets on my skin.
62. I hate “folding” spiders. I call them that because they fold their legs above and below them to look like a twig. I hate them because one summer I went fishing with my cousin and we anchored our boat to an old tree stump that was sticking out of the water and tons of folding spiders started coming out of the tree and onto our boat. We freaked out, threw the chain off the stump, then ran into the other dead tree in the water. When that happened, MORE spiders came out of that tree and onto the boat. We fought off the spiders with our oars until we thought they were all gone. We were so wrong. All of a sudden the king/mother/monster of all the spiders popped out from in front of the boat and just stood there with four legs on the boat and four in the air in this scary “attack” position and we totally screamed our lungs out. My cousin smacked the spider into the pond and to our horror, the spider stood up on the water and literally chased our boat around the pond while we screamed and tried to smack it with an oar. After an intense struggle we finally connected a fatal blow, flew to shore, ditched the boat and ran back to the farm house looking white as ghosts.
I hate spiders.
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