*kills downstairs neighbors* I don't care how many kids you have or how much crack you're dealing. Keep your goddamn apartment clean, because when you get a bug problem, the entire fucking building has a bug problem. I hate killing insects and I usually pull a catch-and-release for the ones who wander in accidentally, like spiders and moths, but in this case I'm making an exception. The exterminator comes tomorrow anyway, and swift death by squishing is better than slow death by poison.