[mburbank]

I got a spider bite on my chest in Georgia. It swelled up to about the size of a large marble and turned bright red. Over the next few days, inflamed red lines began trailing away from the bite down towards my arm and across my chest. Did I go to the doctor? I did not, sir. I did not wish to interupt my vacation. In about a week the trails stopped growing, and the whole thing eventually went away.

In retrospect, I may have been foolhardy.

And I am still waiting for a spider fight filmed on location in your pants.