THE MOTH IS DEAD!
I was minding my own business, watching Zack and Miri Make a Porno, when all of a sudden that GODDAMN MOTH flies right out of nowhere and launches an attack! Luckily, my brother was just in the other room, so I ran to the door and immediately informed him of the situation. He came in, located the motherfucker (MOTH IS RIGHT THERE IN THE WORD), and told me to get him something to kill it with. Considering that the last time he took the bastard on he tried to smush it with The Butterfly Effect (hilariously ironic!), I decided to give him a more effective killing tool. I dashed to the bathroom, grabbed a large wad of toilet paper, and handed it off to Dave. And with said weapon of moth destruction, he murdered my furry stalker.
My house is once again safe. I’m still keeping the terror-free zone intact, though. You never know when a moth’s vengeful family will strike, and I need a base of operations from which I can plot against them.
God, I fucking hate moths.