for, what, 3 days? yeah, 3 days and nights I sat here and watched the room that once was my safe living room but has now turned into the realm of MacSpidey the MonsterBeast.
after being silent and invisible, it has just now returned.
It has shown its evil ugly face.
I shot the pic from a hundred miles afar. believe me, the thing is huge. bigger than anything you've ever seen. in fact, it has indeed grown since we last faced each other. It sure has.
So.
I got my Weapon of Doom and pushed it hard into the beast's face.....and when I took my magic weapon away, expecting a thousand spider crumbles scatter in ashamed silence to the ground..... I witnessed MacSpidey run in a fat and fast wobble-wobbly style down the wall to hide behind the frame of my signed Music Rising shirt (blasphemia).
so... instead of hiding behind this
like I had thought it would.....
...it is now definitely hiding behind this
...as I saw it squeeze itself behind it at warp speed.
Fecker.
It knows the few holy places a MacStripey won't touch in harmful way.
I had a new tactic. I took this deo spray and sprayed the full can all behind the frame where you were hiding, you evil thing, the spray was coming out in huge clouds on all sides of the frame.
nothing from you.
so I went to bed, left the small bedlight on. and watched. and waited.
and there you came, after some minute you realized you can't breathe in that fog. not even you.
a black something moving out of the left side of the frame.
you thought you were safe. you thought I didnt see you.
but i did.
I took the 5kg English dictionary and closed up to ya.there you were, red eyes blistening with anger.
all i had to do was slam the dictionary at ya, boy-o
I did.
And I failed again. You fell down, a black hairy ball of legs again -- behind the sofa.
I cursed and pulled back the sofa. there was a heap of legs and body.
a butterfly. a dead butterfly.
no MacSpidey.
you have escaped again. disappeared. that was my chance, just slam you against the wall and make you history. I failed again.
You have round 4, Kirsten.