Spiders and Quesadillas
First of all let me start by saying spiders are NOT my thing. This encounter was on the weekend and my cousin and I were starving and there wasn't really much in the fridge so we decided on a plain quesadilla with some ham. When I was making the quesadillas for the both of us I looked to the side and saw a little spider (mind you I don't like spiders in general whether they are big or small) so I freaked out. I grabbed my spatula and moved away quickly. My cousin asked me “what are you moving away from?” and I tell her that there's a spider next to the stove. She says “oh my gosh!” and then she moves away as well. We're both freaking out, the spider is standing still and our quesadillas are on the burning hot stove. Finally we worked up the courage to get near to try and kill the spider (we also needed to flip our quesadillas before they burned). I try to kill the spider but it moves too quickly and I lose sight of it. I then see it again and I try to kill it but again I fail. My sister's husband then walks in and he asks in Spanish because he only knows Spanish “what are you guys doing?” and I answer back “we're trying to kill a spider.” We then tell him where the spider is so he can kill it and he then tells us both in Spanish “are you guys for real that little spiders scare y'all?” and we both said in sync “yes!”
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