I rolled up a big newspaper and got ready to smack it to destruction. The thigns was too poisononous to live.
Then it talked. I hate it when spiders try to talk me out of squishing them.
"How will history remember you?" asked the spider.
"I don't care," I said, "I won't be around for it."
The spider twitched its mandibles wryly, "You may be around much later than you think."
And then I...
And then I...
...squished it.
17(41.5%)
...let it go.
5(12.2%)
(OTHER)
19(46.3%)
(List other here. Please remember to include the "..." because those are important.)
