Mr Psmith's biggest tarantula, Shelob, molted last week. He asked if I would kindly allow him to pose it on my face. In a moment of insanity (or possibly due to the three glasses of wine I had had), I said yes.
(click to embiggen...as if that f**ker needs to be any bigger...)

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She is quite big and healthy, yes. She eats giant cockroaches, mostly; maybe once a year we give her a treat of a fuzzy.
The neighbors...no longer have children. MWAHAHAHAAAA!!!