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I usually try and save spiders, if they're in my house...
HOWEVER, if they reject my hand of friendship, and back away from me?
Well... Let's just say that I deal with rejection... badly.
SPLAT! POW! BAM! WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?! BAM! POW! SPLAT!
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"O' Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done;"
"The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;" - Walt Whitman / Leaves Of Grass.
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