I was in the Florida Keys sitting on the patio of a restaurant at night. Suddenly I saw a large mouse scuttling along the wall, but then it took flight and my brain went through several stages of "what the fuck".

Yeah it wasn't a mouse.

It always surprises me when insects I see go like straight for the eyes when I confront them. I don’t know if it’s an instinctual thing but it feels like some part of evolution has gotten into tiny insect brains of like “go for the face for the big boss fights” and it genuinely works

Context tells me that was probably a joke, but if youre actually having trouble spraying palmetto bugs try spraying them with windex. They actually breath through their carapace, and the surface tension of windex makes it so they almost immediately stop getting oxygen --> stop moving. Gruesome, but you stop thinking about that the first time you wake up to one of those fuckers in your bed