I never kill spiders. It's a thing.

I do encourage them to live outside, though. Or at the very least, not on my person.

how you could live in the house with a known arachnid taking over your bathroom, where there's probably a usual amount of nekkidity.

I've never worried about the spiders seeing me naked. If the cats don't care, the bugs won't.

edit: Of course, now I'm wondering if there's a whole lot of "My eyes, my eyes!" going on in the baseboards.

There was a spider egg on the ceiling I'd overlooked in cleaning. It had hatched, and there were dozens of tiny paratroopers rapelling down from the ceiling.

never stops screaming

Joins Jessica in the screaming.

Now I'm freaked out, and my skin feels itchy. Thanks.

I don't care if the spiders see me naked. I care if the spiders crawl on my naked flesh, particularly the parts which are naked, less frequently. Of course, I have had moderate allergic reactions to spider bites, and don't need my ass swelling up.

Any more.

Than it already has.

From steady brownie application.

I don't kill spiders either. I'm too apathetic to free them, and I will gleefully vacuum empty webs. But of all the buggy things, they (and daddy longlegs) get a chance to run for it or risk being killed by mistake.

gentle ita.

cold fries? not that good.

Oh, I vacuum up empty webs. Especially since I learned that garden spiders generally abandon a web after a day (or less) and build a new one every morning. So, by the time I'm vacuuming, they probably don't care.

I never kill spiders. It's a thing.

I kill bugs, or insects I should say, with a vengeance, but not spiders. Once I saw an egg sac hatch though, and it was very Euugh.

eta: I'll clear the webs away, though. Builds character.

I kill spiders, because I'd rather have their blood on my hands than have to either look at them or carry them outside. But I always feel guilty when i do it.

I never kill spiders because that's what DH is there for.