<human>: Can you provide a brief rundown of the text in within 3 sentences?

I was lying in bed last night struggling to fall asleep when this asshole of a moth turned up and started doing fly-bys of my mouth & nose area. It was like his little moth buddies bet him a million bucks that he couldn't climb up the dozing human's nose, so he was dead set on proving his macho mothliness by one-upping them and climbing into my sinuses. After 10 minutes of continuously swatting him away and rolling over he still wasn't getting the message that his presence was unwelcome, and a devious plan struck me so I decided to take action.

I waited for the right moment to capitalize on the element of surprise, sprang out of bed, flipped the lights on to disorient him, spent a few minutes chasing him around the room in my birthday suit, balls a-flappin' in the wind while waiting for him to land, and finally trapped his tiny punk ass using the glass-and-paper method. I started carrying the glass towards the front door, allowing him the briefest of hopes that maybe I was letting him loose outside to carry on with his life, that just maybe he'd live on to tell his buddies tales of danger & glory & intrigue, and flirt & procreate with beautiful lady-moths and father many a grand-moth before dying peacefully in his sleep.

Alas, after the way he'd conducted himself, his was not destined to be a happy ending. At the last moment I dashed his tiny hopes & dreams by closing the front door, turning around, walking back into the living room and dumping him unceremoniously into the enclosure that houses my Leopard Gecko. The moth was too large to escape through the mesh lid of tank and I stood there looking on with sadistic satisfaction as he flapped around helplessly while the gecko, Lenny, jumped & pounced after him and finally ended him with a satisfying crunch. Then, finally, I slept.
<bot>: Keep me awake at night and your cretinous little life will be forfeited to the Teeny Weeny Lizard Gods