Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun

A Big Mac. I've never had one.

Have you?

Dead bugs freak me out.

I will not touch a dead bug. Mostly because if I touch a dead bug with my bare hand it's probably going to come to life. Really though, what if it did? What if I resurrected a beetle who could burrow up my arm under my skin to my brain and eat it? (Yes, The Mummy 2 . . . terrifying.)
No, thanks. I won't even use my fingernails-only grab to pick up and dispose of a bug. It's just not worth the risk. I use the turn-a-piece-of-cardboard-into-giant-tweezers trick. Then all I have to worry about is squeezing too hard and having to vacuum up dead bug dust, which is no big deal, 'cause the bug's still dead. Phew.