Never ever tell your girlfriend that.
She will not appreciate it. I know I didn't.
When I close that door through to the spare room that has that elephant spider on the ceiling (which neither of us can reach), no, I do not want to know that it can get the hell out.
I don't care if I've ever asked you not to lie to me.
This is like the 'does this make my butt' thing. One should know the correct answer here. And it ain't the bloody truth.
So now I am sitting in Starbucks and all I can hear is maniacal laughter as the spider luxuriates in the comfort of our bed sheets, our clothes, our... GOD. *shudders*
All I can think of is Gloria from 'Modern Family', "... leave the head out for the other rats to see. It sends a message."
But we are too nice to kill spiders in our household.
So meanwhile, I'll go ahead and torment myself a little more with the images of what it might be up to while I am out of the house...
Thank, honey. You have a good day too...