i'd like to tell a story!

i'll make it up as i go along. let's see..

okay so once there was this.. spider. it was small and fat and had evil beady eyes. it's name was jf;alsieuf;lsaeiuf because spiders don't speak english but must be labelled still. the thing about this spider was that it broke down into a powder like substance behind the walls. it had no purpose beyond the views of the human eye, since it was put on this earth only to bring about certain reactions from these odd little experiments. so one day, it formed shape and skittleskattled out to scare the silly human. the human gasped at it's evilness, picked up a shoe, and smooshed it good. then it died. it was sad that it died cause that meant it failed. oh and it knew it died cause it was a spider and they know these things.

(that wasn't a true story, if it happened, i'd probably just cry as i usually do. or last time i sprayed a spider with hairspray in attempts to intoxicate it with fumes, but it didn't work out so well)