re: #282 iceweasel

Morning! there’s a spider in my bathtub.

Early in our marriage, my wife found a spider in the tub. She called in her knight in shining armor and I doth snuff it (in Thy mercy).

I flushed it down the toilet (today, I would have just taken the poor critter outside) walked into the bedroom and in my most Mafia accent said, “The Spider. He sleeps with the feces.”

She didn’t get it.

I almost filed for divorce right then and there.