I know; what the heck am I thinking... Poor fellow was trying so hard to escape the bath tub, normally I'd destroy such a creature for deigning to enter my realm without permission, but today I felt nothing but pity, He tried; but try as he may; he could not find purchase on the slick Bath material wet with liquid... I felt within me a strange feeling, as if my cold black heart gave but a single morp... and without fear I gave the 8 legged fella my hand to which he went, and did not bite (odd behaviour considering their parent) and I placed him on the windowsill... I reflected momentarily, perhaps I have judged these creatures too harshly in the past... maybe, just maybe, I can coexist with these 8 legged freaks as friends... [spoiler] Stupid spider climbed all the way back into the tub and drowned... Nil your kids are fukt up[/spoiler]