An itsy bitsy spider.

I think there is a spider living in my side mirror on my car. Every day when I get in it, there is a web on it. Every day, I wipe it away and every day it comes back. Now, I suppose random spiders figure out how to climb up my car to my mirror every night. But a more likely scenario is that a little one is just living in there somewhere taking rides with us during the day and spinning webs at night. He (or she) must be getting sick of me wiping them away every day. Oh well.