Why me, huh?… Just… why?
Sooo…has anyone else ever visited the bathroom in the middle of the night, glanced down between your knees and noticed a spider (a sizable spider) on your underwear?
Mmhmmm… I thought not.
And then, after frantically beating, shedding, flinging, and stomping on said underwear, you can find no trace of said spider? So you lose twenty more minutes of sleep searching through your nightclothes and bedroom slippers to be sure said spider has not taken refuge there plotting revenge?
And then you finally return to bed, unable to sleep because a) you don’t where the beast went and b) – worse yet – you can’t figure out how it got there in the first place?
Yeah….I thought not.
Why me, huh?… Just…why?