I've seen giant moths (bigest was about the size of my fist, creepy mother fucker to, but luckily he just sat in one place outside for a long while before flying away), but nothing freaked me out as much as the giant spider that wouldn't die. I hate spiders, I realise they serve a vital function in nature, and I don't want them extinct or anything, but if one comes near me, so help me gods I will either kill it or run the fuck away.

So about 2 years ago, I was in my house and suddenly I hear my sister scream. I run into her room and the biggest spider I've ever seen around here is crawling across her wall. This fucker was easily 2 or 3 inches across, and though it didn't look poisonous, rules are rules and that damn thing had to die for violating the sanctuary of our home. First we tried spraying it with raid, the thing curled up for a few minutes, but then kept on moving. Next my sister tried to crush it with a book. She got one of her heavy ass text books and slammed it against the wall. Again, the spider seemed unfazed and just kept it's march further into the house. We were getting a bit worried at this point, so I brought out the big guns, a can of spray base paint and a lighter. I waited till it climbed onto something relatively non-flammable and then toasted the mother fucker. Still, it wouldn't die, so we eventually worked up the nerve to try and dislodge it into a bucket of water, where it eventually drowned after a few hours. That fucker put up one hell of a fight.