Cunt just eats them.
Sustenance but int it? People will eat all sorts of weird shit to keep them living. In the case of the friendly spider, he needed to eat the odd fly to keep that heart of his beating. Sick of getting shit for it though. A constant barrage of cunts telling him what he's doing is wrong, what would you if your family was starving and the only option was to rely on the fly?
"I've ate some of my best friends you know...this fly thing has torn me apart, but when it boils down to it, its an eye for eye, we both lose our sight, but two wrongs dont make a right...know what whit I'm saying?"
"Whit?"
"SPIDERS ARE SUPPOSED TO EAT FLIES AWRITE....fuck sake man, big inquest cause I ate my best pal due to him being physically the closest fly to me. Never even liked that dick anyway"
"Mate...I don't speak spider, yer just making weird noises at me" explained Harry the Hippopotamus, before he turned round and got back to the game of checkers he was having with Lenny the Leopard.
There used to be a time where spiders could project how they felt about things and people would understand, but this guy was doing nothing for the cause. People understand spiders need flies to stay alive right. People dae. They grasp that concept, but no one can get on board with a man eating his best pal out of convenience. No one. Thats where Sergio the Spider fell doon, wae his breeks roon his ankles. He ate his best pal, his accountant, the guy who was in the middle of valeting his car. He ate the whole team. Turns out it was mainly greed motivating him. He didnae need to eat any of those spiders. He made a comfortable wage. Fridge was always full.
Turns out the spider wisnae misunderstood at all. He was simply a bit of an arsehole.
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