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Browns have been a pain in my arse throughout my life. They're a real problem here in the Midwest. I've been bitten by one of these ******s back in high school in the leg. At first I thought it was in ingrown hair, but the redness and swelling kept getting bigger and bigger around the sore mark. After about 3-4 days it finally got so bad that I could barely move my leg, so I went to see a doctor who gave me some meds of some sort. Within a couple of days the swelling went down and the pain disappeared. Then I finally pinched it off like popping a zit, and out came a small little black pussy ball - which I assume was the poison ball or something. Sorry, I know that last part was a tad bit gross. Pretty cool as a kid seeing that come out of your leg though.
Unfortunately, we have a problem with them where we live right now. Turns out our neighbors are trash, and their house is infested, which has spilled over into ours. I've killed 6 good-sized Browns in the past 2 weeks - one was up in our frickin' bedroom!
Couple of words to the wise - pick up your shit. Don't leave piles of cloths or papers around - they consider this a lovely breeding nest. They also create false webs above in corners and sides of walls - they do NOT live in these webs. Their webbing fluid is a little different than regular house spiders - it's somewhat more clothy and fiberish, if that makes any sense. Also, clean out your closet and check inside old shoes that you haven't worn for a while - again, great nests for these little ******s. Finally, you likely won't know if you've been bitten right away - their fangs are very small and the sensation of being bitten usually goes unnoticed until a small swollen red mark appears within 12-24 hours.
That should keep your skin crawling for awhile.
P.S. - little tidbit of info.: did you know that Daddy Long Leg Spiders have some of the most toxic venom known? More toxic than the Black Widow. However, their fangs are so small that they cannot penetrate the skin of humans. But oh if they did......
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Whence September dusk grows crisper still,
with leaves all crimson conquered,
I yearn to shout,
and dance about,
and stick pickles in my honker...
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