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Post by Malcolm on May 25, 2008 13:00:12 GMT -5
The only spiders I have a problem with are black widows. Those things are scary as hell.
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Post by Secret Clown on May 25, 2008 13:11:32 GMT -5
Well for any Brits Arachnophopia is on Sky Mdn Greats
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Post by fullbug on May 25, 2008 13:22:18 GMT -5
Beware of the [glow=red,2,300]CLOCK SPIDER!!!![/glow] I hate them, really I do....
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Post by Jake, The Jake, Jake on May 25, 2008 13:37:59 GMT -5
I'm not just scared, I'm f***ing paranoid. Just the pictures on this thread have me freaking out.
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Post by Rockhound on May 25, 2008 14:15:53 GMT -5
Beware of the [glow=red,2,300]CLOCK SPIDER!!!![/glow] I hate them, really I do.... As I've said before, in my work day I am surrounded by murderers, rapists, and child molesters. The possibility of my being severely injured or killed on the job is very real. Believe it or not, this does not scare me. It's a part of the job. This spider, however, would have had me crapping my pants in ways I never thought possible. You better worry about fiddleback spiders as well or better known as the brown recluse.
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Post by teamjd on May 25, 2008 14:17:25 GMT -5
You better worry about fiddleback spiders as well or better known as the brown recluse. I get to worry about those, widows, AND cottonmouth snakes. Living near the woods/water = AWESOME
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Post by Rorschach on May 25, 2008 16:03:49 GMT -5
This....THIS would have me grabbing a blowtorch, or a gun, or a combination shotgun/blowtorch. I'm pretty sure this is something Kurt Russell would kill with fire..... *BRRRRRR* That being said, all the images in this thread have prompted me to call in my local exterminator...... "Seems this thread has itself a little arachnid issue......"
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Post by fullbug on May 25, 2008 16:29:42 GMT -5
Ever seen the movie Arachnophobia? Still have nightmares about that one.... When I was 19 and very VERY drunk, I let someone put a tarantula on my arm and it walked up it, to this day I'm actually quite proud that I did it, couldnt do it sober though.... I have no problem putting a 12 foot python around my neck, would love to own one, but am afraid of little spiders, go figure....
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Post by Maidpool w/ Cleaning Action on May 25, 2008 16:44:02 GMT -5
When I was a kid I was very afriad of spiders, even daddy long legs. As I've grown up though I've grown out of that fear. However, I still am very cautious in areas where Black Widows and Brown Recluses would frequent, since we have both here in Eastern NC.
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Post by 'Foretold' Joker on May 25, 2008 16:50:45 GMT -5
I like spiders, amazing creatures. They are great and keep the fly population down. Especially jumping spiders!
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Post by Rockhound on May 25, 2008 17:57:48 GMT -5
If I were in Iraq, I'd fear these more than Al-Qaeda: And if you want a movie to skeeve me out, Eight Legged Freaks.
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Post by Chris Decker-The Wild Rover on May 25, 2008 18:35:06 GMT -5
You know what I like? House centipedes. They look freaky, are harmless to humans, and love to eat cockroaches and other pests. Here's some pictures: Don't kill these guys, they only want to eat your unwanted "guests." (Although, personally, I don't kill any bugs--unless there's a large number of them.) They won't eat your food or bite you (their poison is too weak). SILVER FISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I f***ING HATE SILVER FISH!!!!
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Post by Chris Decker-The Wild Rover on May 25, 2008 18:37:37 GMT -5
so....i just wiki'd silver fish........than i wiki'd house centipedes
i have been calling them by the wrong name for YEARS
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Post by MGH on May 25, 2008 18:40:16 GMT -5
This....THIS would have me grabbing a blowtorch, or a gun, or a combination shotgun/blowtorch. I'm pretty sure this is something Kurt Russell would kill with fire..... *BRRRRRR* That being said, all the images in this thread have prompted me to call in my local exterminator...... "Seems this thread has itself a little arachnid issue......" Rorschach, how you be so awesome? Spiders scare the f***ing hell out of me, btw. Our basement is apparently like a resort for the things.
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Post by Rorschach on May 25, 2008 18:59:59 GMT -5
MGH.....my parents' backyard was a HAVEN for Black Widows, and they never even knew it until I f***ing turned the doghouse upside down one day when I was home on leave from the NAVY. Don't ask me WHY I did that....I just looked at the damn thing, and got an "evil" vibe from it. So I walked over, lifted the edge of it up, and about FOUR fat Widows scurried out. Needless to say, this caused me to screech like a schoolgirl, and say five out of seven of George Carlin's dirty words.
After I stomped the shit out of those four with my Navy-issue boots, I got pissed off at the thought of those soulless sonsabitches menacing my dog, or scuttling around the base of the doghouse. So I tromped inside, grabbed a can of WD-40 and the campfire lighter (you know, those long ones that you can use to light candles?) and headed back outside. I then drug the hose out to the doghouse, flipped that bastard over, and to my surprise, there were THREE more Widows and about a half dozen egg-sacs on the underside of the house. So I sprayed the Widows AND the sacs with WD-40, just to be safe, and then I let rip with my hommade flamethrower, roasting the hell out of the underside of the doghouse, and every living spider attached to it. One quick spray with the garden hose later, the fire was contained, the Widows dead and THAT area was decontaminated.
I informed my stepdad of what I had found, and he made an appointment with the exterminator for the next day. I'm proud to report that the "bug man" now makes a monthly visit to the house, and sprays for widows, ants, recluses, ect. Haven't seen a Widow since he started, either.
That's probably my greatest "spider-battle" victory to date.
How about you?
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Post by Janitor From Mars on May 25, 2008 19:04:23 GMT -5
I've never forgiven spiders ever since one bit me in my sleep.
Now I kill them on sight.
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Post by J is Justice on May 25, 2008 19:10:13 GMT -5
So do I, but I don't hate them half as much as I do Daddy Long Legs (I dunno their scientific name.)
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Post by MGH on May 25, 2008 19:12:43 GMT -5
MGH.....my parents' backyard was a HAVEN for Black Widows, and they never even knew it until I smurfing turned the doghouse upside down one day when I was home on leave from the NAVY. Don't ask me WHY I did that....I just looked at the damn thing, and got an "evil" vibe from it. So I walked over, lifted the edge of it up, and about FOUR fat Widows scurried out. Needless to say, this caused me to screech like a schoolgirl, and say five out of seven of George Carlin's dirty words. After I stomped the crap out of those four with my Navy-issue boots, I got pissed off at the thought of those soulless sonsabitches menacing my dog, or scuttling around the base of the doghouse. So I tromped inside, grabbed a can of WD-40 and the campfire lighter (you know, those long ones that you can use to light candles?) and headed back outside. I then drug the hose out to the doghouse, flipped that bastard over, and to my surprise, there were THREE more Widows and about a half dozen egg-sacs on the underside of the house. So I sprayed the Widows AND the sacs with WD-40, just to be safe, and then I let rip with my hommade flamethrower, roasting the hell out of the underside of the doghouse, and every living spider attached to it. One quick spray with the garden hose later, the fire was contained, the Widows dead and THAT area was decontaminated. I informed my stepdad of what I had found, and he made an appointment with the exterminator for the next day. I'm proud to report that the "bug man" now makes a monthly visit to the house, and sprays for widows, ants, recluses, ect. Haven't seen a Widow since he started, either. That's probably my greatest "spider-battle" victory to date. How about you? ;D Ah, sadly mine is not as dramatic and more along the lines of "....you're an idiot MGH, truly". I was doing some yard work a couple of summers ago for my Grandparents and was wrapping things up by trimming the bushes in the front yard. I'm down on the ground and as I raise up I come face to face with this spider that had to be the size of my balled up fist. Much thicker than any spider I've ever seen around the house. It was hanging from a bit of web off of the gutter. I would have left it alone, but the thing happened to be hanging right in front of the window to what was my room at the time. I needed it dead. I try to figure what to do. I could swat at it, but it could either cling to whatever I hit it with and crawl up at me or just flail to the ground and return later. Then, and only then, did I get my genius ( ) idea. I head to the garage where my Grandmother kept this old croquet set. I got two of the mallets and headed back around. If anyone had ever seen the episode of Scrubs where everyone is imagining what it would be like to marry Elliott, and during Turk's fantasy he's carrying Carla up the stairs and says "IT'S GOIN' DOWN!" in this really wonky yet determined way ..... that was pretty much me. Only you know, without saying it out loud. The stupidity was aptly captured though! I go around to the front of the house and it's still hanging there. I take a mallet in each hand, line them up, and swing from both sides trying to crush it. I nailed it straight on perfectly. ....... Only to have it explode and spider goo to go ALL OVER ME. That includes in my mouth BTW. Visualize that one.
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Post by MiLo Duck on May 25, 2008 19:18:55 GMT -5
Spider!
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Post by Rorschach on May 25, 2008 19:23:54 GMT -5
MGH.....my parents' backyard was a HAVEN for Black Widows, and they never even knew it until I smurfing turned the doghouse upside down one day when I was home on leave from the NAVY. Don't ask me WHY I did that....I just looked at the damn thing, and got an "evil" vibe from it. So I walked over, lifted the edge of it up, and about FOUR fat Widows scurried out. Needless to say, this caused me to screech like a schoolgirl, and say five out of seven of George Carlin's dirty words. After I stomped the crap out of those four with my Navy-issue boots, I got pissed off at the thought of those soulless sonsabitches menacing my dog, or scuttling around the base of the doghouse. So I tromped inside, grabbed a can of WD-40 and the campfire lighter (you know, those long ones that you can use to light candles?) and headed back outside. I then drug the hose out to the doghouse, flipped that bastard over, and to my surprise, there were THREE more Widows and about a half dozen egg-sacs on the underside of the house. So I sprayed the Widows AND the sacs with WD-40, just to be safe, and then I let rip with my hommade flamethrower, roasting the hell out of the underside of the doghouse, and every living spider attached to it. One quick spray with the garden hose later, the fire was contained, the Widows dead and THAT area was decontaminated. I informed my stepdad of what I had found, and he made an appointment with the exterminator for the next day. I'm proud to report that the "bug man" now makes a monthly visit to the house, and sprays for widows, ants, recluses, ect. Haven't seen a Widow since he started, either. That's probably my greatest "spider-battle" victory to date. How about you? ;D Ah, sadly mine is not as dramatic and more along the lines of "....you're an idiot MGH, truly". I was doing some yard work a couple of summers ago for my Grandparents and was wrapping things up by trimming the bushes in the front yard. I'm down on the ground and as I raise up I come face to face with this spider that had to be the size of my balled up fist. Much thicker than any spider I've ever seen around the house. It was hanging from a bit of web off of the gutter. I would have left it alone, but the thing happened to be hanging right in front of the window to what was my room at the time. I needed it dead. I try to figure what to do. I could swat at it, but it could either cling to whatever I hit it with and crawl up at me or just flail to the ground and return later. Then, and only then, did I get my genius ( ) idea. I head to the garage where my Grandmother kept this old croquet set. I got two of the mallets and headed back around. If anyone had ever seen the episode of Scrubs where everyone is imagining what it would be like to marry Elliott, and during Turk's fantasy he's carrying Carla up the stairs and says "IT'S GOIN' DOWN!" in this really wonky yet determined way ..... that was pretty much me. Only you know, without saying it out loud. The stupidity was aptly captured though! I go around to the front of the house and it's still hanging there. I take a mallet in each hand, line them up, and swing from both sides trying to crush it. I nailed it straight on perfectly. ....... Only to have it explode and spider goo to go ALL OVER ME. That includes in my mouth BTW. Visualize that one. *VOMITS* Spider-goo. ICKY. When I was in the NAVY as a dental assistant, I got the chance to use Endo-Ice (Which is a super cold material that dentists spray on Q-tips and use to check the vitality of a tooth....it freezes organic matter instantly....) on a really WEIRD looking, hairy spider that I found outside our pump-room. Froze the bastard solid, and then smashed it to bits. T'was fun.
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