Once I was cleaning up rotten grain down in "the pit" of the seed cleaning company I worked for. It was a dark, subterranean chamber with all types of creepy crawlies. With my flashlight I saw the mother of all wolf spiders. I picked up a handful of rotten grain and threw it at spidey to get him to run away. Instead, he puffed up, started aggressively walking toward me, and was like "what? Come at me, bro." F that pit.
