I don't mind moths but what I do find a bit unsettling is when I have to catch one in my hand cos my wife is turning into a crazed moron at the sight of one.
It flaps about so I just kind of squash it then when I look its disintegrated into nothing more than brown dust.
That's the sign of a demon in my book.
At least I never had to french kiss with one!
I was however once stood out side Mcdonalds or Burger King at the bottom of market street years ago eating a cheesburger when a wasp landed on my lip ( which made me freeze ), crawl over my teeth, onto the food lying on my tongue... and just sit there.
Can you imagine what I looked like? After the horror subsided I started doing small cat like hissing that worked after a few minutes and it flew off. I still finished the burger :)