Holy venomous f**k! My spider Queen. At last I found you. Let me kneel before you and present you with your Spider Queen Cape. Remember me? I was at the ball that night and we were dancing when the clock struck midnight and you ran for your carriage, dropping your spider cape. I knew that one day I would finally find the woman who fits into it perfectly. So what do I call you? The Queen mum? Spider Queen? Mother of spiders? Her royal highness? I really dig the whole superhero spider theme. Hey, nice web-sack. You’re keeping fit I see. *Smacks the royal booty and it explodes into thousands of spiders.* I see you’ve started having children without me. Laterz. *Runs*