at first I didn't mind spiders. then one day at a pet store me and a homie decided it would be cool to hold a hairy ass tarantula. my friend went first and it went fine but he dropped the fukked into its cage. the tarantula tamer guy said something like "ohhhoho that didn't make it too happy!" and of course I was next. couldn't bytch out, there was other people watching too. so I held it, it was chill until I wanted it off of me. I tried to move my hand to the side so it would crawl back inside its cage when it made a swift movement around my hand. of course my life flashed before my eyes and I started shaking my hand like a mad man to get the beast off of me. it flew off back into its cage luckily before it killed me.
TL;dr: held a tarantula. it made swift movement to kill me. never again.
edit: anyone else read the title as "incest" and not "insect" the first time? fukking internet I swear.
