When I lived out in the country we used to have spiders in the house galore. There was one behind the toilet that spun a pretty descent web back there so we just left it. (Figured he wouldn't leave the web if we treated it nice

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We named him Boris, and whenever we'd catch a bug that was still alive or another spider we'd toss it onto his web. It was crazy to see the other spiders when they landed on the web. They'd just freeze. Unlike bugs who'd kick and flap setting off the spidey alarm like crazy. The spiders would know they just landed in enemy territory and wouldn't move a muscle. It was quite cool.
It took up to 15 minutes for the action to finish, but when it did it was over quick. Boris being on home turf won almost exclusively. One time I think he got bit and we didn't see him for a week or so. Thought he had passed on. But then he emerged not long after. I came to the conclusion he had just grown so fast he needed to molt or maybe just recover from his defeat.
He lived with us for almost a year. Unfortunately one day I was taking a bath when I saw a spider in the tub with me. Being an arachnaphobe I almost lept completely out of the water. Turns out it had already drowned though and was just floating. (right, like that makes it anyless scary)
We never saw Boris after that. I can only assume he came to same goodbye, or just lost his footing trying to scare me.
A little spider useful information. Watching the making of the movie 'arachnaphobia', they used dish soap painted on the ground where they didn't want the spiders to go. So you could paint a maze or path and the spider would follow it exactly. I use this to my advantage and now lysol around my bed making a vertical descent the only way to get to me while I'm sleeping. I also lysol my doorframe to further keep 'em back.
Ahh the joys

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of spiders.