When i was a wee lad living in the countrysides of the south i left my home to get on the schoolbus and one of these had made a web in the middle of my front door
I didnt like that shyt
I damn near walked into the web. and theres nothing worse then having a spider on you with that nasty web shyt you cant grab all over your face.
I looked him up and down and told him
I dont have time to do battle with you right now so im gonna give you this moment to setup shop elsewhere, like somewhere with cheaper real estate, because if you still on that door when i get home from school ???????
I thought about the spider from the time i got on the bus, to the time i got off the bus to come home.
I went to the front door and who do i see chillin
Ive seen this before, ive done this before. Crittters, using intimidation tactics to claim turf on my property but even at 14 these idle threats were meaningless to me. Ive done battle with greater foes then arachnids. Ive taken possums, snakes, neighborhood bully dogs and fire ants to war. 1 spider?
I went to the side of the house and got the water hose. No we dont play fair. I walked right up on him and slapped his web, giving him one more chance to evict himself. He gave no fukks
BLAST \\
Direct contact. His body slapped against the door as his web reacted violently to the force of the hose.
He fell and was trying to get the water off his legs so he could start moving.
BLASTED AGAIN
Water hammered him against the door. He was motion less outside of some movement from his legs. I then captured him in a little plastic cup. The battle was over but his torture was just beginning.
At the end of my driveway there was a fire ant hill. I walked over to it, told them bytches to wake up and slapped the kufi off the top of the ant hill with my shoe.
Every ant in that bich was like

ready to get involved with that action.
The spider had gotten his bearings and was beginning to move in the cup so i had to react fast
Dumped him in the ant hill.
I think he realized then why humans are at the top of the foodchain. He somersaulted and cartwheeled all around that ant hill as them fire ants bit plugs out his ass. Within a minute he was motionless and was slowly being drug into a dungeon of ants to be consumed and forgotten by the world.
Nature realized that day that fearless teenagers are a force to be reckoned with. .