I saw one in a tree in a jungle with loads of babies on its back.
Eyes. The fúcking eyes haunt me to this day. Imagine waking up to find the fúcking spider had laid it's eggs under the skin of your helmet and next thing, BOOM your bellend has exploded and there's fúcking monstrous spiders pouring out fo the tattered lump of flesh that used to be your cóck and they're stinging the fúck out of you and looking at you with their eyes.
AND YOU ASK WHY I'M SCARED OF SPIDERS?