Arachnooculophobia

Before I went out the door this morning, I looked out the peephole to see what the weather was like. I freaked out, because there was a SIX-FOOT SPIDER on the front stoop. I said, "You're not coming in here, Mr. Nasty Six-Foot Spider, so don't even bother ringing the bell!" Then I looked at the peephole. It wasn't a six-foot spider on the stoop, it was a tiny spider DIRECTLY IN THE PEEPHOLE. I killed it with a Q-tip.

chunga, if a spider bit somebody in the eye, how would they treat it? I wasn't bitten, but the whole thing set me to thinking.