In keeping with some of our other digressions (on sports and clothing, for instance), this thing's off-topic but still relevant.
An enterprise devoted to exterminating household pests is endorsed and promoted by a household pest. For the sake of argument, we assume this is a spider, and not an eight-legged walrus.
Far from being concerned (or outraged or terrified) at the prospect of being controlled—that is, gassed into that great web in the sky—the spider has rappelled down to give Jeff's the thumbs-up. And that's without the pride felt by pigs and cows when they feature as a main course or celebration-defining spectacle. Spiders are cheap dates. All they require is for their absence to make your crawl space pest-free.