God damn spiders

My uncle was bit by a brown recluse.

He lives in Maine and is a forest ranger. One day he went out to tap some trees for syrup. He was trying to cross a brook and he fainted face down. Luckily his girlfriend was with him so she got him to the hospital. The doctors found the bitemark and his g/f checks their bed. A whole nest of brown recluse were in it. They bought the bed down south somewhere so thats how we think they got here.

I fucking hate spiders, but I have a pathological hatred of mosquitos. I mean I like to torture, maim, burn, suffocate, drown and poison them frequently. I like to go out at night with a can of axe and a lighter to torch the little fuckers out of mid-air. Till this day I cannot think of a possible purpose they serve on this planet.

Jam it back in, in the dark.