horror story

Earlier this evening, I am told, my brother killed an insect he saw running up the wall in the living room. According to both him and Mom (who discarded of its writhing body by flushing it down the toilet), it was a beetle over an inch long. Can we say ICK? Just hearing about it gave me the willies. I'm definitely going to check under the covers before I go to bed tonight.

And no, I'm not feeling particularly brave. I just had to use my new icon.