It’s like all the spiders are like “Oh, hey! I heard you’d been enjoying the fact that we were all dead and frozen during the winter, so we thought now that it’s warm enough, we’d pop in and say hello. Make ourselves at home in your house and car. Wait--Is that bug spray? Now, come on! That’s dreadfully unsporting of you! No! Don’t spray that on me!! C-can’t breath. H-how c-could y-y-you? F-f-fine! I’ll leave if that’s what you want! Geez, try to be a good neighbor, and this is what it gets you. A lungful of Raid. Don’t spray me again! I just said I was leaving! Oh! That stuff’s rather potent. I dare say you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you? Well, you’re doing a rather smashing job at that. Can’t hold on much longer.”
Spider Kill Count for the Day: 2.5 (One got rather mauled but not killed.)