Well, well, well. What do you we have here? A tiny little man? It must feel so insignificant to be so small. You tiny little thing crawling upon the floor like a bughow would you like to be crushed between my toes? Or perhaps, under my heel in my shoe? Or under the heel itself? Maybe under my bare toes? Arent they a pretty red color? Come a little closer, bug.

Get the bugs eye view of your demise.