It Said Its Prayers Now You Raise It Up

(My mom, sister, and I spot a spider crawling across the floor. I volunteer to kill it and grab the flyswatter.)

Me: *dramatically raising flyswatter over my head* “SAY YOUR PRAYERS!”

(I smack the spider and kill it as my mom and sister crack up at my antics.)

Me: *glancing at squished spider* “Ew. Can you pick it up for me?”

Mom: “No, you do it. You’re the one that told it to say its prayers!”