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Last night I remembered that I had a completely irrational fear of moths. They're almost scarier than Cherubs. Almost. It's a close second. I was trapped in the bathroom with one last night and it attacked me when I was washing up for bed. I kept whimpering every time it got too close to me. I saw him when I went up to pee during a commerical break when we were watching the race and I tried to lure him out of the bathroom by turning on a light in the hall.
It didn't work.
He was massive.
It didn't work.
He was massive.