So I walked into the garage one last time and saw a spider that was easily the span of my whole hand

..fingers spread out and errthang.

I don't remember running away, screaming, or even turning away from the beast...all I remember is blinking once then looking at my garage from the other side of the street.
Anyways, I'm pacing back and forth..scratching my arms and legs because some invisible creep crawlies were doing the electric slide up and down my skin


. Time is ticking and i'm panicking, knowing good and damn well that I HAVE to get those last few items out the garage

.Just as I was about to light the garage on fire, it hit me...
send the children into the garage to get the stuff for me 
brilliant

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