GET ON YOUR TRIKE AND RIDE!
SLB is out of town, but I can already imagine the conversation we're going to have if one of you doesn't pony up and mail this to me immediately. It goes a little something like this:
Me: Hey, look at this bug on a trike! I love him! What do you think about me getting it for the powder room downstairs?
SLB: It's weird. I don't want a bug on my wall.
Me: Tough titties, Meal Ticket! I'm buying me that bug!
SLB: I'll be having bourbon with my oatmeal this morning.
Get your - er, I mean MY - new bug friend here!