This happens more often than you might think.
Look, there was a centipede, okay? On the ceiling. So my husband does what any problem-solving adult with the tools at hand would do: he decides to rifle butt the sucker with a P53 Enfield rifle-musket. A black powder muzzle-loading rifle-musket used by the British empire around the mid-1800’s and later widely used by both the North and South in the American Civil War. Which we just happen to have lying around. As you do.
Sadly, the corpse could not be retrieved to preserve and properly mount above our nonexistent mantelpiece. But let the victory be reflected, and his fierce battle never be forgot!
What? So, I’m an enabler. This is how Casa Quixote rolls.