No! I do not want to meet Aragog! :( The last one I killed, #6, was so large that there was like, an audible *splat*, when the shoe smushed it. Any bigger and I would have been flipping out.
Ugh, I understand. I hate bugs that splat. We've had a couple of tree roaches make it into our apartment in the past few months and my technique is to spray raid, trap it under tupperware, and then let my husband know that I left him a present when he gets home.
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