What, afraid of a little necrotic tissue?

I awoke this morning to a Hobo Spider (same type of necrosis-inducing toxicity as the Brown Recluse) whose body was not quite the size of my thumbnail trapped in a jar on our television. I think the housemate upon whose pillow it was found might have a small spider-phobia, because it was surrounded by panicked signs telling us what was in the jar and for the love of god not to lift the jar. My favorite was a very long one reading:
BIG-ASS
(don't touch)
POISONOUS SPIDER
APPROACH WITH
CAUTION
It is only trapped in the jar DO NOT LIFT THE JAR!!!!

Rather than freeing the poor thing to the outdoors, we hung even more signs saying things like "OMG HOBO!" "DANGER! DOOM! POISON!" and my very favorite: "SIGGGGNNNN!!!!!!!!1111!!!" If I had any neon arrows to point towards it, I would.