There be spiders.
Imagine if one of them leapt at your eyes and you were powerless to stop it sinking its powerful venomous fangs into pupils, piercing the membrane and causing vitreous humour to dribble out down your cheek as the wolf spider callously dug its way through your frozen eyeball…
D, really. Don’t upset the poor girl by painting extremely unlikely scenarios for her to ponder.
As everyone knows, a wolf spider is far more likely to dive up your nose and head straight for the brain…
Whilst not afraid of spiders, I do have a phobia of things happening to my eyes – hence D scored a double whammy (as I believe it’s called) with his eye-devouring scenario.
My good Doctor Pockless, for the love of all that is right in this good world…
Don’t bloody encourage him!
My work here is done.
D doesn’t need encouraging, anyway.
Mark’s right! But eeeewwwww the thought of it
This is why I stay Souf.
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