I couldn't have been more wrong about the spider's intentions to quit my toilet. I guess he took to heart the advice from The Writing Bug and decided to make a fresh new copy of his web. Because the next morning, there he was redoing the thing, right in the same old spot.
The spider was moving slowly, deliberately, but the web looked as good as ever. He'd just made it somewhat smaller this time. The guy-lines still stretched across the whole diameter of the toilet seat, but the actual spiral part of the web, which had been about six inches across before, was now about four inches. Other than that, the pattern seemed exactly the same, but reduced—as if he'd switched to a smaller gauge of knitting needle, so that the weave was now tighter. Maybe he was planning on trying to catch some fleas.
Not to be outdone, I thought, "If the spider can renew his Prospects, so can I," and decided to trek into town.
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HumorHighest Ranking: #1 in Humor [FEATURED, SEPT-OCT] An idealistic poet refuses to budge from the last parcel of land a developer needs to acquire in order to build a shopping mall. (Literary satire with pop culture references and environmental theme...
