Frank snarled "You just don't know when to quit do you?" Frank slowly rose to his feet assessing the situation. "What just happened?" he muttered to himself "How did this twerp toss me around?" He knew he couldn't let this punk make a fool out of him.
"So what am I going to do with you Spider-freak? Treat you like a common spider I suspect." Frank grinned "First don't panic and run screaming away from it, it's always important to know where the spider is." Frank popped his neck " If it's small, black and hour glass shaped it's a black widow, this isn't the case. If it is an extremely skinny spider, to the point of looking like it has no legs at all it's a Daddy Long-legs and is completely harmless." Frank cracked his knuckles.
"So there is several ways we can go about killing a pesky spider, first take a deep breath..." Frank paused and while grabbed the trash can, threw it and said "and pick up the closest object and crush it"