Thursday, 26 March 2015

The Conversation I Just Had*


Oh, no, no, I'm sorry.  You can't be here.

No.  You're way too big.

I don't like your kind and you are way too big for me.

Sorry, I don't mean to be freaking you out. 

I know, you feel trapped.  Sorry, it's just I can't do this, you're way too big. 

Sorry, sorry, just a second.



* With a large spider.  (Who I then trapped on some paper under a glass and threw outside.  And then put the glass into the dishwasher because, ewww, spider germs.)


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