I think I would probably change my mind if I picked up a t-shirt or something in my room and there was a snake under it.. That would freak me the hell out probably just as much...

Yet all things considered, I would rather have a pet snake than a pet spider...

My dad has no fear of spiders at all and would catch them in the house in his hands, then chase us around the house with them.. Man I would almost be literally throwing up from terror while i'm running.. It was just playing over and over in my head, if he catches me and puts that spider anywhere near me, i'll kick his balls so fucken hard he'll need surgery to bring them back down out of his stomach.... One day he chased me for about 10 minutes and I was crying hysterically for about 8 of them.. one of the worst 10 minutes of my life..