The World's Deadliest Spider

i was in desperate need of a warm meal and some good company. I member heading down to the local ale house, where the proprietor stared at me frozen with a gaping mouth and gray, ashy skin. So did everyone else in the place. All of their mouths s were stretched to almost cartoonish dimensions,. outside of the bounds of known medical science. They graciously responded by letting out a guttural rattle in unison and by not moving as i walk into the kitchen and devoured some of the less mouldy potatoes and a few mysterious and slightly sour sausages. And, oh, you know what? This report is from next week. Ah, things have gotten