How do you spell a scream?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!

 
 

 AAAAACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Six black masses of bobbing, quivering harvestmen– a.k.a. Daddy Longlegs– showed up… on… my…house. What is up with that?!! Did they read my post about them and decide this was where they all must congregate? All this rain and my new dark eaves must make the outside of my house seem like a nice, pleasant cave to them. I find this UNACCEPTABLE. 

Flying pig, take me away!

Hurray for my hubby — he scooped the groups of Harvestmen into a bucket with a lid WITH HIS BARE HANDS and relocated them to the greenbelt behind our fence.

Shudder.