“After I work at Sylvio’s,” she said, “my clothes always smell like calzones, so I put them out on the deck to air out. Otherwise, our whole apartment smells like calzones.”
“I take my Sylvio’s clothes to the radio station” (one of her 3 other jobs) “and change in the bathroom, because I go straight from there to Sylvio’s. I took my pants out of the bag and a giant spider crawled out.”
“Then I opened up my shirt and there was a sac of spider eggs. One of those filmy webby clusters. My black clothes must have seemed like a nice warm place in the sunlight.”
“After I screamed, silently, I smashed them.”
(Welcome to a higher life form.
“Poor Spidey!” said Bill.)
“But now I feel like I have spiders crawling all over me.”
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