That reminds me of the time we found a tarantula in our house. My friend, Trevor, and I had just taped ourselves play some baseball in the Cul-De-Sac and had sat down to watch the tape. While watching, Trevor felt a scraping against his ear. He turned his head and saw a tarantula attempting to walk on his head. Naturally, he said "yeek" and jumped back, while I went to get my dad. We trapped it in a tupper-ware container and I kept it as a pet in my empty fish tank. We named it "Puberta".
Sadly, Puberta passed away from smoke inhilation during the time our house caught on fire.
Ransac, cpa trash man