I wonder where the spider is?

Yep. I knew it. Hear me now and believe me later, but I’ve seen photos of the GHS that are much more horrifying than the one linked.

They are of course harmless to human people, and possibly beneficial as they’re one of the main predators of Hobo spiders. Or so I think I read somewhere.

Makes no difference to me. I’m a 60 year old male guy with muscles and hormones in my body, but if I ever see a GHS in real life I will immediately run in place, screaming like a chicken, until my wife rescues me.

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I read that a sizable number of men who are bitten by spiders are bitten while sitting on the john, bitten on the low-hanging fruit. Be careful.

Speaking of which, Johnny L.A., I had a Sesame Ball today and thought of you!

You like those sweet salty balls!

A sizable number of men, or a number of ‘sizable’ men? Is there a correlation?

‘Baggy’ McBaggerson might be more vulnerable.

She swallowed the spider to cath the fly,
But I donlt know why she swallowed the fly.
Perhaps she’ll die.

Please remember this story and pictures.

Tell her to be grateful she doesn’t live in Florida. We get these awful Banana Spiders here. (Warning! Spider-phobes should not click on this link.) Every now and then, they find their way inside. That makes you want to move. I chuck my steel-toed boots at 'em until they either move out or start chucking my boots back at me. Then I move out for a while and just let the spiders pay rent.

I assume the spider is currently in either Cat Whisperer or Alice the Goon’s hair.

I was out yesterday evening, and when I got home there was a GHS in the penalty jar. It was on the wall near where she saw it (or another one) the other day. It only looked a couple of inches in the jar with its knees pulled up, but she said that when the legs were spread on the wall they were wider than the jar. I let it out near the house this morning.

If roomie thanks me for evicting Miss Spidey (I assume it was female, as it didn’t have the large palps I associate with males) I’ll tell her, ‘Huh? I thought you let it out!’ Heh heh heh.

You are evil. Don’t forget to mention the eggs…

I’m a little evil…

Based on my own experience:

Little Miss Moffet sat on the couch
Drinking the booze away

Came a wolf spider
To sit beside her
She did not so much as sway.

A towel was tossed
Would all be lost?
But within the space of a minute
The towel hit the bushes
With the wolf spider in it.

Mom came home and soon bewailed
Her daughter’s lame housekeeping
But the drunk daughter said what else should I do
If spiders come a peeping.

I had her going for a minute. But she recognised my tell-tale smirk.

I’m not checking. I’m not checking. I’m not checking…

Pah, look at the map - we get them in England, too, and everyone knows England has the wimpiest wildlife in the world.

As the sun has come out, my wife got the hammock out of storage in the corner of the living room and disturbed one of those beasties while I was at work. She informed me that I had to track it down and deal with it.

I never found it.

I told her I had, of course. :stuck_out_tongue:

I believe arachnologist says he uses them for hands-on demonstrations for presentations to kids.