I've had multiple occasions where I was watching TV, and a goddamn spider slowly lowered itself (from the ceiling) to like 1ft in front of my face. Was real tiny, so very hard to see except at some angles where the backdrop provided enough contrast to see it and the single strand of web it dangled by. So it startled the shit out of me when I did see it.

This was always only when I was still living with my parents, and always in the living room. I'm all about letting certain spider-bros roam my place, eating up other insects, but only if I don't have to: look at them, get close to them, touch them, or get stuck in their web.

You start pushing it, and slowly lowering yourself in front of my face while I'm watching Conan O'Brien at 1:30am? That relationship becomes strained.

The point is they stay there