Moths

I feel the need to vent my hatred of moths. I've always been afraid of them. They are so completely useless. Most insects i dislike. I used to be afraid of spiders but now i don't mind them. I wouldn't let a spider walk on me or keep one as a pet, but i can tolerate them. At least they have a personality or can be interesting. Moths however just sit around on walls and every now and then fly erratically into an inanimate object or, more often than not, my face causing me to flail about like a fish on land "I got them moves like Jagger"

I started to overcome my fear of them. But that was back in the UK where the moths are small and you can swat them with a box of tissues. Anyway, i saw what was probably the biggest moth i have ever seen. It was the size of a hamster. Don't think im exaggerating either. It was huge. You would have need more than a box of tissues to kill it. Maybe a baseball bat or a glock. It was just my luck that i spotted this behemoth (buh dum dum) (actually im surprised i can make a pun right now im that traumatised) whilst in the shower. The bathrooms have no door. They are like an outhouse really. It was just sitting on the light, watching me. Each time i had to take my eye of it i would be afraid it would move and each time i thought it had- Was his leg like that before? I also had to walk past it on my way out of the cubicle. I was waiting for the erratic behaviour. They are kind of like a crazy person on a bus, you never know what they are going to do and you dont want to move away or say anything in case it starts a savage attack and you have to shield yourself with your oyster card. I used my towel to create a barrier between me and the moth, and once i was clear i legged it leaving the other guys in the bathroom puzzled. I should have warned them that there life was in danger but it was already too late for them. For the next few weeks im going to be so paranoid about leaving windows or doors open...