First I kill a lizard on a run.
Now this time I killed a fly. It was caught in my massive cleavage, cheeky little thing, in my very fabulous new sports bra (that really does keep me cool). Anyway, I felt a tickle, and thinking it was a hair, I pulled out what I thought to be a jumping spider. So I yelped and dropped it. Then it flew into my computer, where the fan thing is. I grabbed a tissue and squished it immediately. But it wouldn't die. So I crushed it again. I felt it crack. It survived. I pounded it with my fist. It still didn't. I am sitting on it as we speak. This guy wants to play rough, then bring it on! I can go all day.
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