Yesterday I saw a woman walking her dog down Rideau Street, with a boa constrictor around her neck and torso.
I’ve killed five spiders in my apartment in the last two days.
The bushings on my longboard will not stop squeaking.
Everytime I call this person about when they’re moving out of their apartment, I can never reach them.
I assume you mean you conciously killed 5 spiders and if you killed that many while you were awake imagine how many you swallowed while sleeping. I’ll bet at least two.
But of course! Those eight legged freaks like damp, dark places, and I guess people’s mouths serve as a not-so-perfect home for spiders when they’re crawling around at weird hours.
I killed another one yesterday, for what it’s worth.
do call the rental office. they might be able to hellp you.
Thanks anon! I feel dumb for not doing that earlier.