Cider Press Hill

Flat as the proverbial pancake

Walked up the stairs to the bathroom a few minutes ago. When I came out, I switched on the hall light and noticed a dark spot on the carpet. When I bent down to take a closer look, I realized it was a very flat, dead spider that I had, inadvertently, stepped on. RIP L’il Fella. I truly didn’t mean for it to end this way. :(

Posted on 10/25/06 at 08:44 PM
 




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