I believe yesterday’s spider has a fat, stupid brother who totally took my hypothetical boasting out of context.
The alternative is that yesterday’s spider didn’t actually drown. If that is the case, then I probably shouldn’t have tried to drown him again today. Because, you know, they say that once you survive a drowning, you can’t ever be drowned, although that didn’t exactly work out for Mr. Riderhood.
The worse alternative is that yesterday’s spider has a fat, stupid wife who just had to see for herself. If that is the case, then there are probably fat, stupid child spiders in all the drains. And now I’ve made them orphans. That’s pretty Dickensian of me, isn’t it?
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