I really have a pretty simple rule.

Back when I was a kid, perhaps between the ages of 4-7, I did my fair share of stepping on ants (on purpose).  I grew out of that fairly quickly though, and started to become the warm and sensitive person that I am today.  Seriously, I’m not a big fan of murder, whether it be a murder of a person, a dog, or even a tiny bug.

However, inside is where things change.  Once bugs enter my home, car, or workplace, they are in some serious trouble.  If there’s no door or window nearby for them to be coerced out of, I am then forced to terminate them.

Outside is shared territory, but inside is my domain.

All flies, bugs, beetles, ants, and other creepy crawly shizzers beware.