Ok, so in my house we have those old asbestos celling that can give you lung cancer if the dust gets to you. So I woke up at 2am, and there’s a spider right above my head, last time there was a spider on the celling, it randomly dropped down and ran into my dresser, so I was freaking out here. I grabbed a book and without thinking, smashed it. That mother fucker survived and jumped of the book and ran into my bed. Then I jump of the bed and look at the book, and it has the fucking lung cancer dust on it. I freak out and sleep on the couch that day. After about a week we also eventually bug bombed the room. And that’s why spiders are now the second thing on my list if things I’d like to see burn in hell.