OMG!

They've hatched. That is the only explanation we can come up with.

Last night- while watching "The Daily Show" - we glanced away from the TV and at the wall then ceiling.

"What's that?" I asked as Kevin paused the show, walked over and peered at the moving spots and I left the room.

From singles 2

Spiders. Baby spiders. Baby spiders who look to us like they'll grow into those large, menacing, webless, fling your arms and legs out, big-ass, ugly, god-awful huntsman spiders. ARGH.

And, it's not just one. Or, two. We must have killed at least 50 last night.

FIFTY.

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The vacuum is now armed and ready in Kevin's office. I had to wait until after his alarm went off to start up the battle, again. Ten more.

Just a preview of the zombie apocalypse.