He was on my ceiling a few days ago.
I should have killed him then.
Just now he crawled out of my fancy new keyboard.
And now he is dead.
That’s the last time you give me the heebeejeebies you bastard spider.
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But But that was my mate not me that you saw on the ceiling!
Oh no, it was you. I’d recognize you anywhere after all that hovering you have done over me the last week.
Way to go Dad, posting your comment at 22:22. Slick.