My Grandparent's home in the country had an out house and at that tender age I was terrified by spiders. DDT in a spray can couldn't ease my mind. Or my constipation.
Someday I'll tell my "trapped in the outhouse with spiders and wasps while my Grandmother's mean ass Rooster strutted and crowed outside waiting for me to come out" story. But then ... maybe you can imagine.
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