I don’t like spiders.
I feel like I shouldn’t have to qualify or explain that, but some (of the more psychotic) humans I know keep them as pets – which, just why? They’re creepy looking, they’re always the bad guy (besides Charlotte’s Web), and I’m pretty sure they’re hiding additional powers/abilities from us, waiting until the time is right to unleash them and take over the world.
I don’t like spiders.
But any other bug is fine. Really, nothing else bothers me. Sure, I don’t like getting stung by bees, or bothered by flies, but I’m not going to be the guy who breaks his arm running away from a tiny little bug.
Although, I haven’t ever taken a bug to the eye. I’m not quite sure what I would do if I did, but I’m guessing I wouldn’t keep my cool quite like Carlos Carrasco – who still threw the ball 82 MPH:
And I don’t the rest of the Cleveland Indians would come to my aid, either.