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What did you dream when you ate a spider while sleeping?

Look, I know I told you all that I was sleeping when you saw me do that, but....well, I wasn't.

I like eating spiders, OK? Is that a crime? I mean, It's not like spiders are dogs or hamsters or anything. They just look so damn tasty I can't help myself. I've been doing it for years, hiding behind lies, telling everyone I'm asleep when, really it's just a spider.

They're crunchy, like dry angelhair pasta. With sauce built in.
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