I was just sitting down to enjoy some time on Ultima Online (If you don’t know what that is, let’s just say it’s a computer game.) after helping Tammy out of the bath. Then comes the call to arms that causes husbands across the world to sigh and roll their eyes. “Honey! Spider!”

I went to the bedroom where Tammy was trying to get into her night clothes while balancing on crutches. She pointed out a small 8-legger on the window sill. Eh. The window sill. No biggie. Just leave it be. There’s enough death in the world.

“But it’ll get in the bed.”

*Incredulous stare* “Why would it get into our bed?”

“Because it’s so cumfy?”

Now, I don’t care who yeh are, that thar’s funny.