Those damn furry spiders love to chase lasers too. Like cats. It's ok, spider. Come on. I will let you hunt my laser. And then fry you with it.
Oh spider, I kid, I kid. I love you because your eat mosquitos and flies. You are good, spider. We are all good.
But now bring me a drink. And dance. That's right, dance, spider! I'm the Oklahoma kid, you varmint! Dance. Dance. Yahoo, ya furry bastard! [Coudal]