When I bought my first spider no one told me they molt. He was on his back and not moving. I put him right side up.
You can't do that shit!
He came out of his skin, crawled like Joe Biden on 1,000 kilograms of thorzine and gave up his spirit.
If your spider is on his back, don't fuck with him. My life got bad and I went to jail and a mental institution because of the bad luck, karma, whatever the fuck you call it.
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