Oh! I have the cutest stry for ya! I just have to tell you. When I was 12 I visited my paternal grandmother. One evening I was in the living room reading when something touched my arm. I looked and what did I see? My cousin’s tarantula crawling up my arm (and then on to a lamp shade). That was nice, don’t you think?
I hope you're not green with envy now? I have a pic of him if you wanna see it. Everyday while I was there I looked at the little guy. I must show ya his pic!
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