Re: creatures encountered on a stalk
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Mike Hull</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: drewbie</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Torfinn</div><div class="ubbcode-body">
I got faced once by a handsized giant on a dark lonely Tejas morning.
By the time I turned the light on to figure out what had just combed my hair and brushed my face damn thing was halfway up the wall I swear it was looking right out me.
As I began to turn and run and scream like a little girl it jumped off the wall AGAIN and went straight for my face.
I hand slapped it away and it flew across the room.
1 paper towel + opposible thumbs = nasty green and yellow gooey mess.
Next time I'm using 2 paper towels.
If you flat hand anything on the ground with spiny parts or stingers you don't have enough experience with nasty wildlife.
The idea is to swat the fucker as far away as possible so that it squishes on whatever it lands on or doesn't try coming back for more.
True story. Ended up going fishing that day in Galveston. Nice day, bad morning. </div></div>
Okay so what happens on a stalk when you have to conceal your postion and this thing is sitting on your face! </div></div>
Become one with the spider, Grasshopper...........
One of those crawled on my face, I'd scream like that bad guy on home alone, when the tarantula got on his face.
Tarantulas don't much bother me. We see a lot of them up here, and remove many from the garage and shop to the outside again. Very hard tp make them bite you, even if you try. Now that Banana spider..........................
I don't really know much about them, like if they're poisonous or not, but judging by the bright colors, I tend to think it is.
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I have no idea what the hell that thing was but it sure wasn't a tarantula.
Our house at the time backed up into a bayou so there was all kinds of weird shiat in the attic.
It had the wingspan of a decent sized red hair, but was quite a bit thinner, greener and greyer and had the look of the devil in its eyes.
A vivid memory to be sure.