The Spider Saga continues...After making a brief supposedly-covert appearance late the evening before, tentatively stepping feet out from under the crown molding in the bathroom and getting shot with the super-stick TRESsemme Extra Hold, he again tried to stretch his now-stiff joints (yes, all 8 of them) to rappel down the spider-thin web to lower ground. Watching carefully, hed slip down a couple of inches every time she turned her back. After knowing he was discovered, hed slip and climb (when she watched), slip and climb, until finally she left the room in a hurry. Trying desperately to stretch his legs to the fullest (seriously, TRESsemme Extra Hold, did you really think you could stop him?) he started to drop at an alarming rate. Hearing a rush of metallic-noise, steps on metal stairs, he felt, rather than saw, the cloud of Cottonelle (just because its supposed to be softer doesnt mean it cant encase and kill) coming to engulf him. He hoped for a fast, squash-like death, but the final kiss of death came when he felt the water swirling around his body dragging, dragging him to the depths of the Grand Rapids sewer system...no booty bites for him! Goner!
Posted on: Tue, 26 Aug 2014 15:43:29 +0000
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