As most of you know, Ol' Dad and J like spiders about as much as Chinese Century Eggs. So it was with great delight that we staged a coup this week to pack up Fred and get him the hell out of here!
No air holes required ;)
"Do you hear that sound, Mr. Anderson? That is the sound of inevitability... it is the sound of your death."
Fred was deposited up the road behind a fence. If he comes back, I guess it was just meant to be ;)
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