One day when we were out dirt roadin' we encountered a massive wave of Tarantulas, apparently migrating, crossing the road....there must have been tens-of-thousands of them.
The entire road was a huge crawling black wave of spiders about 30yd long....and endlessly crossing.
It was very bizzare.
That spider has folding cash, he's gangsta - does he have his own tiny Glock Fotee and a flat bill cap?
Was this back before you got sober?
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