As a kid, we used to hunt black widows, and capture 20-30, and put them all in a single bottle, and roll that thing around the yard, to piss them off in the hot sun...
One bit my grandmother, in an old pump house, she was very sick, and over the next year, I sifted thru every inch of that little shed, every day, making sure the next generation paid.
Scatter made web, in my gran'maws shed, don't look for spiders, 'cause they's all dead.The recluse is a much wilder bite, and it leaves a scar that looks like black scabbing, and worse.
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