Cousin (more like brothers) and I were in his car once and a massive hairy spider started dangling from the mirror. We’re not bothered by most spiders but this was one of those monsters that are the exception. This kind... bigger than a £2 coin Screaming like Ned Flanders, we chuck a left into a petrol station and we hop out and start to look for it. After not finding it, I’m talking to him from across the top of the car and I see it climbing his shoulder. I’m crying with laughter as he’s flapping around trying to get his hoodie off.
As with every story, with every telling it just gets bigger. At this moment, think lobster. Ask me in a year.
