YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH DIIIIIIIIIE YOU SUCKER.
OMG IT HAD RED EYES.
OH IT WAS HUGE.
Okay, I flushed it down the toilet. Now it will become a 2-pound sewer fly, too bloated with human waste to crawl out of the bowels of the city ever again.
When I smacked it that second time, it slammed into the rug so hard that it actually bounced about 6 inches back into the air. Does it make me a bad person if I'm kinda proud of that fact?