Screaming like the little bitch that I am, I leap out of bed, madly beating the hell out of my own face.
So I go to the bathroom to wash my face, relax, center myself in a state of zen, all that shit. Yeah, a god damned spider on the bathroom faucet.
I mean, c�mon. That�s a little fucking ridiculous, don�t ya think?
But that�s it. They�ve struck the first blow but it�s on baby! We�re going to war!
-G