Shoe'd!

So there I am, sitting on my comfy sofa watching the first disc of The OC season three boxset, and what do I see?

Another big spider walking across my living room floor.

Well, this time I was ready.

In one swift, ninja-esque move I leapt from the sofa, pulling a shoe off my foot in mid air. As I reached my apex, I held the shoe aloft, and then began to bring it down in a fateful arc of fury.

In an instant justice was dispensed upon my eight-legged enemy, and it was rendered dead in an explosion of legs and spider juice.

Nothing, I repeat NOTHING, comes between me and The OC.