ldymusyc related the tale of how somehow the Junebug got inside. Finally, it was trapped.
I smacked that bugger with a shoe, shoved it on to a piece of paper. Then I carried it into the kitchen, turned on a burner, and set the bastard on fire. You know what I learned from this?
JUNEBUGS DON'T BURN.
Oh, no. No they don't. They just sit there in the flames. Damned little hard-shelled things. I had to scrape it out of the fire with a spoon, dump it in a glass of water, and carry it outside to toss into the street, gibbering the whole way.