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Earlier today, Cheri came at me as if my head were a fly and she was Daniel Larusso with a set of chopsticks. Apparently, I had a spider crawling in my goatee. She probably saved my life today because I’m pretty sure it was a Black Widow. She showed no fear in the face of death and I owe her big time.
Wife who catch spider on husband face shop for anything.
Thanks Honey, I love you.
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