California trapdoor spider

This is what happens when curiosity gets the better of bored biologists at midnight.

California trapdoor spider, Bothriocyrtum californicum.

[Sweetarynkatoistotaludzka]

Imagine just chilling and suddenly some giant beast opens the door to your house and just stares at you

[samw]

When he first opened the door I imagined the spider yelling "you picked the wrong house fool"

[sovietmasterfurret]

Spider: family, today we eat.

Also spider when he realize it is only humans making fun of him: Sad Spider noises

[daltonhill]

"You ain't the girl from Tinder."

[shaunbarnett]

That is a perfectly cylindrical hole, amazing.

[jagthegamer]

Spider: "damn teens get off my property!"

[OneXL]

Imagine this in reverse: Two giant spiders watching and recording your house for the internet.

[ThaaDopest]

I can't even draw circles better than the spider made that hole

[dxg]

Spider: WHO DARES OPEN MY DOO-

*sees them*

Spider: ...You’re lucky you’re huge.

[damianpng]

Nobody talking about how the spider's tunnel is so perfect that looks like a manmade pipe

[viktorepifanov]

Door: being opened
Spider: WHO TF WANTS TO DIE ?!
Spider: sees humans
Spider: I'd like to apologize.

[Drinapropriatetouch]

That feeling when someone opens your door with a giant knife and then freaks out when you ask what the want?

[mishailendra]

Spider been like: “Don’t interrupt my minecraft raiding!”

[maxramsay]

That spiders like NO I DON'T WANT TO BUY YOUR STUFF!

[jackhazardous]

The humans: OH MY GOD HES COMING *HYPERVENTILATING*

The spider: OH MY GOD THEYRE COMING *HYPERVENTILATING*

[janeilnold]

"What the hell! Ever heard of knocking??"

[kakku]

Spider: "Yes, my Xbox must'a came! *opens door* Oh No.. Humans!! *shuts door*

[popsocket]

Spider: *notices his door just open "your free trial of living-"
Dude: *just smiling and being happy seeing him
Spider, who is now terrified: *"has extended!"*

[nperkins]

(Trap door opens)
Spider: YES MY PREY HAS COME- HOLY ARACHNID WHO ARE YOU-

[kropotkln]

One evening, you hear a knock at your door. You ignore it, assuming it is that pesky mooch neighbor of yours, asking for more sugar. The knock persists and then becomes a curious scraping noise. You walk to your door and to your surprise the door has been pulled off the hinges.

Cautiously you peek outside to see two hideous, giggling pink giants, grunting and gesticulating among themselves at the sight of you. One grips the remnants of your very expensive door with a long, silvery finger, while the other blinds you with a dazzling miniature sun.

"Good God, " you think. "What's happening here? What's next?" You slink back to your living room and tell yourself to pretend you didn't see it, it didn't happen--but you did, and it did. You sit back, and sigh, knowing that the times have changed for good. Perhaps your days are numbered.

Maybe this was the universal mistake - the ones the ancestors made that you never thought you'd repeat. You may fancy yourself king of your domain, master of the world in the way you understand it. But you forget that understanding is fickle and the world is not static. One day, so it goes, the things you hold most dear become mere playthings of the new masters of the times. To live young is to believe that the things you build in the life you lead are your dominion. To grow old is to remember that they were merely borrowed.

This was altogether too much. You crawl to bed and tuck yourself in. You figure you'd deal with the door tomorrow. But as you drift to sleep, you can't help but ask yourself how many tomorrows you have left.