The nightmarish terror LEAPS off my pillow and falls in the crack between my bed and wall. So I decide to shake it off onto the floor and stamp on it. I DON'T WANT TO SMASH A SPIDER INTO MY PILLOW. I sort of dance around, trying to decide how to kill this new beast of hell. IT WAS BIG ENOUGH THAT I HEARD IT LAND ON MY PILLOW.Ĭue epic hysterics and cries of KILL IT WITH FIIIIRE. THE WORLD'S BIGGEST SPIDER CROUCHING ON MY PILLOW. But a nagging worry tugged at the back of my mind and I thought to myself, Self, you should make sure that's really a really real moth juuuust in case. Moths, you see, don't bother me so I went back to Facebook. "Wow, that's a big moth," I think to myself. I look up and see a black splotch on my pillow. Then I hear a distinct THUD! in the vicinity of my bed. I was waiting on a friend to come over so we could proceed to get drunk.like any cool person does on a Wednesday night.
So last night, I was chilling in my room on my laptop derping around on the internet like any cool person does on a Wednesday night.
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