Bastard's Notebook

Inspired by nihil_duce 's unrelated post. I started reminiscing about the holidays. 

Especially when we'd all get snuggled up into sleighs, taken through the glistening white fields of snow, and presented before our Gigantic Arachnid Overlords.  The lucky ones didn't get eaten, and we all got treated to the beautiful chorus of screams as the victims were trussed up in webbing and hauled upwards, still kicking, to be drained of their life juices and reduced to a pulpy paste for quicker digestion.

Ahhhh, Spidermas.

( The memories.... )