For the record, I don’t know if daddy long-legs really are all that poisonous, or would be only all that poisonous if we somehow blew them up to the size of a Buick. …No, wait, we’d have to redesign their respiratory system in the process, too. Why are we doing this, again? – Anyway, it’s just a mildly silly little short-short-short story.
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