first finger, shout loudly to it saying, "Tell me where the cows are, or I'll kill you". Invariably,
it would lift one of it's long spindly legs, strike a pose, then point. It was very entertaining to us, but probably wore out the poor spider.
Once in a while at my age, I notice a long hair in unmentionable places that remind me of those posed, pointing legs. Mine is pointing north at the moment, I'm gonna kill it anyways.
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