A silly anecdote about spiders

It was Friday night. We'd been talking in the kitchen for the past two hours, our topics ranging between travel and video games. My landfolk/housemates, J and M, were enjoying shared custody of a bottle of spiced rum. Both of them were a little silly.

The three house cats patrolled the floor, reminding us without much subtlety that it was about time for their dinner. Turning to look for Yggi, I saw a large spider in front of the patio door.

Now, this house does not welcome spiders. In fact, anything with an exoskeleton is distinctly non grata. J had recently expressed his particular horror of spiders, and I decided to tease him.

"Look, J. A spider."