I think I've got it. At any rate, I get a bad fright every time I see some ghastly spider scurry past.
Once was a week ago, at lunch. I repeat: lunch. Business lunch. We weren't in the middle of the jungle, no, but busily cutting up our cutlets and talking shop, when suddenly I caught sight of some creepy thing moving from the tail of my eye. Looking more closely I uttered a scream as I recognised a horrid spider scuttle past and descend from the table, just as you would from a rope, on some invisible thread. Hardly knowing what I was doing, I scrambled up at once, gathered my bag and went on whimpering uncontrollably. My hands felt damp and I was in a pitiable state... quite beside myself. The girl seated opposite me didn't see it at once, and judging from my screech thought it must be a roach. Roaches are supposed to be worse than spiders, aren't they? Yet I don't imagine my reaction would have been much different. I thought I'd bust an artery, it was so... repulsive.
Anybody might relate? What are the cures for arachnophobia? Are they even any? I think I could try and calm myself in certain situations, but in others - such as mealtime, or nighttime - I doubt I could control myself. I can tell myself "My dear girl, stay cool, it's not going to crawl inside you... just yet" but upon seeing one... I forget all sense of decency. *sighs*
I am with you all the way. I fucking HATE...not dislike, not just don't want to be around or any other shit...I HATE spiders. Creepy friggin sonsabitches. Give me the willy's just thinking about them...shit. I use Raid bug fogger at least 4 times a year in my house and spray the foundation 3 times a year. Holy shit I hate 'em. Oh, and don't go posting any god damn pictures either you pricks.
I fucking hate spiders too. I absoultly hate them. There is only one thing that freaks me out more than spiders and that is a centipede. Fuck spiders and centipedes.
You must have been pleased with the film "The Human Centipede".
Oops, there goes my dinner...
On a chillier and more arachno-related note, do you know that some people actually raise them? Their houses are one giant cobweb. Perhaps they don't realise that the pests do bite you - and spider bites aren't a pretty sight. And they hurt... And they crawl inside you (inside your eardrums, inside... holes, generally speaking). And yet, there are some that seem quite fond of them. I know for a fact that they're useful inasmuch as they help get rid of flies, but telling myself that doesn't exactly help. They reproduce so fast, too... I never use insecticides, I hear they're a health-hazard, but if I were to inhabit a house where they were bound to be a nuisance, I'd probably resort to a more drastic measure than simply squashing them with kitchen paper.
Oh, and a little joke:
- What's worse than a spider?
- A colony of spiders.
DO NOT WATCH THIS UNLESS YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE DOING. THIS IS THE STUFF OF MY NIGHTMARES.
Originally Posted by Duskygrin
Now I am 100% officially freaked/ disgusted out. Very fucking gross.
I'm glad you haven't watched the video. I take it you couldn't take it.
I'll never look at housecleaning the same way again.
Oh, and here's some gentle tarantula breeding:
The distress in his voice as he sees all his hopes of incubating hundreds of baby-tarantulas thwarted was music to my ears.
I can barely watch these videos. I'm trying to toughen up but it may prove the death of me.
Ahhhh...Centipede, the feel good movie of the year. I think I own that masterpiece of modern cinematography.
For the arachnophobes - kinda similar to Maria's first one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mUOBQHpsMs
But this spider is just downright cute (I'm serious... maybe it's the voiceover, but freaking adorable!) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLw-9dpHtcU
I technically don't have arachnophobia since I'm not afraid of all arachnids, generally just spiders. I guess a huge scorpion would scare me, but I'd rather face a scorpion than a tarantula.
That first video was disgusting, and it kind of hits close to home. I lived in a really crappy house a year ago, filled with all kinds of pests like that. One evening in this particular house I went into the bathroom to take a shower, and as I turn on the water, I look down and a huge tarantula is like two feet away from me. So I carefully back away and run naked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. I put on some underwear and then have my brother kill the spider for me, and as he's killing it, DOZENS of little baby tarantulas go scurrying out of the carcass.
God, I hated that fucking house.