Man, nothing sucks quite like that constant feeling of "is it still on me?" after walking through a spider web.

Walked through one this morning, did the heebie-jeebie dance, and thought it was all taken care of.
And then there was a slight itch/tickle sensation. "Eww! Is it more web?! Is it still on me? Did I actually pick up the spider, too?"
More squirming, wiping, and the sincere hope that it was all gone.

But nooooo. It's not all gone.

There is JUST. NO. END. to the feeling now that there's still some bits of spider web caught up in my shirt or my hat. Nothing short of getting a shower and tossing my clothes into the washer is going to get rid of that sensation. And working in an environment where I'm entirely likely to walk through another one today doesn't make it any better.

YUCK!

I want know:
How do they math out the EXACT height to sling a single strand of web that will catch you right across the face. It does not matter how tall you are, they can get it lined up perfectly.

What really gets me: I'll walk a package to a door, turn around and run into a web strand. Like they're lying in wait to catch me.

When I was young and spent a lot of time in the woods I always picked up a stick and waved it in front of me to knock down the webs.

OOOh yea, creepy! How about when you have a tick get on you and it makes those little hairs tingle. Even after you remove it you're never sure as the sensation lingers on and on.

For the last two summers we had county wide problem with little black mosquitos (slightly bigger than a gnat).

Go outside at nearly any time of the day or evening and your are the feasting table.

This year, not a single bite so far. But....

Every gnat, every tingle, even the slightest of wind to make a single hair on the arm or leg move and BAM - you are thinking that a fattened up mosquito was leaving your body.

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Originally posted by Anush:
When I was young and spent a lot of time in the woods I always picked up a stick and waved it in front of me to knock down the webs.

Flame thrower. Or at least a torch (no, not a flashlight).

They do their math in octal.

Walk through spider web...turn instantly into a Ninja!

It's getting to that time of year. We call them 'optimistic spiders' as they wait till just about dusk and then lay crazy-long webs across wide open spans between trees and shrubs in hopes something edible blunders into them.

If it pans out, dinnertime. If not, in the morning they eat the web and hide, re-using the protein again next time.

They're not that large, and don't snack on humans, though they do seem to like hanging out at face height, probably for shock effect.

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Originally posted by PASig:
Walk through spider web...turn instantly into a Ninja!

I think this is the way I’ll walk through the plant next week!

(Though if I’m not the first person there, it’ll be more fun to do it like the kid in Sigmonnkey’s gif!)