OK while my wife is STILL laughing her a$$ off in the other room at me thought I may share an embarrassing moment.
You see, my baby girl 2 1/2 years old is OBSESSED with pens and always likes to take my pen out of my shirt pocket and write on the walls and her arms and legs with it. So, as she was persistent in taking my pen for like the umpteenth time, I hid the pen by clipping it to the back of my collar, between the back of my neck and the shirt ... got the picture so far?
So as I go to the kitchen about 20 minutes later, forgetting the pen is still back there I am dishing out ice cream for the bride and the kids when I feel like something is crawling down the back of my shirt. I SCREAM OUT "HOLY SH*T!!!!" AS I rip my shirt off , Cats and Dog run out of the kitchen as fast as they can like bats out of hell, Wife and kids run in and I am standing there with the ice cream scoop on the floor (next to my damn pen) I am shirtless, shirt is torn.
I feel like such the MORON!
I know what it was!!! IT WAS BECAUSE OF ALL OF YOU AND YOUR DAMN SPIDER POSTS!