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I’ve never been bothered by spiders. I don’t scream and jump on a chair, I never smash them with a shoe. They’re marvelous bug eaters and if they happen to take up residence where I don’t want them? I happily relocate them outside. So when I saw this on Facebook the other day….
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I was surprised at the outpouring of malice.
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That seems a little extreme.
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Unless you’re dressed as a fly? I highly doubt it.
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So much spider hatred. I mean come on…. some of them are cutie pies.
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Because laughing beats crying any old day.
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Damn. I wish I’d been in a coma.
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Buy a ridiculously expensive cat bed? The cat will prefer the box it came in every time.
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This is very true. Maybe four… tops.
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I’ll drink to that!
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I try to do mine. No matter how strongly I disagree with the ignorant f*cktards.
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My hatred for the new editor abated slightly when I played with it on my computer the other day.
I scheduled some critter posts filled with pictures and thought alright, I don’t love it… but I can pull up my big girl panties and deal.
Until I tried to edit one of them on my phone today.
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What?
The picture was there in the scroll….
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But when I opened the post it basically said F you.
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Yeah.
so I’m back to hating it again.
River's world..... 