You remember a few weeks ago, when I mentioned that I'd spotted a seven-inch-long slug in front of my apartment and thought it was the coolest thing ever?
Well, it had gotten to the point where I saw him once a week or so, oozing slowly across the sidewalk when I would set out to walk around the lake. He was almost my friend: "Hello, Mr. Slug!" I would think cheerfully, stepping over the huge brown-and-black booger and heading for the lake.
And when I returned, he would have oozed a foot or so further along, and I would step cheerfully over him and go back inside. "Hello, Mr. Slug!" I would think again, as the door closed behind me.
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*sobs uncontrollably* I want to make a children's book out of that. XD
Posted by Meriko @ 10/15/2002 09:54 AM EST
I don't know what words I can say...Truly a tragedy....
Let's make a memorial for him.
Posted by Wolf @ 10/15/2002 01:18 PM EST
Aiiieeeee T_T! Sadness. Well, hopefully he (she?) had time to have some children first, so you'll have many little slugs to take it's place.
Posted by Kathy @ 10/15/2002 02:06 PM EST
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Mr. Slug! You killed Mr. Slug! And now you're gonna PAY, Mooncalf!
Hope you at least remembered to wipe your feet before entering the house.
Posted by Shaz @ 10/15/2002 06:06 PM EST
Last night I found a chubby slug wolfing food from my rabbit's bowl. The bunny raged like a maniac until I removed the intruder. Slugs can't catch a break, can they?
Posted by Sarah @ 10/15/2002 06:16 PM EST
*sniff* Mr. Slug..... it is truely a tragedy.
Posted by Wycthe @ 10/15/2002 09:22 PM EST
Nooo! Mr. Slug... *sniff* After all you've done for him...
Posted by Silver Angel @ 10/15/2002 10:04 PM EST
OH MY GOD...YOU KILLED SLUGGY..YOU BAST...errrr...bitch?
Posted by Cloud12287 @ 10/15/2002 10:46 PM EST
*resurrects Sluggy as zombie*
Posted by Ryu @ 10/16/2002 04:04 AM EST
Tragic...isnt it folks?
Posted by Cloud12287 @ 10/16/2002 08:16 AM EST
We make a product that makes slugs shrivel up like raisins and die. MUCH less gross than stepping on them barefooted. Need some?
Posted by Nora @ 10/16/2002 04:54 PM EST
Product that... No, Mom! She LIKED Mr. Slug!
Posted by Silver Angel @ 10/16/2002 05:15 PM EST
There's an old folk song around here all about salting slugs. I haven't heard it in a very long time, so here's the only line I remember:
"...And they said, lad, ya hanna lived / 'Til you have salt' the slug!"
Yes, I know I'm going to hell. :P
Posted by JK The Mad @ 10/17/2002 01:04 AM EST
Oh dear. And death. But mostly dear.
Poor slug; you didn't step on the poor thing barefoot, did you? That would've been gross for all parties remotely involved!
I remember I was walking at the shallow end of a lake stepped on a fish! Did it feel something like that?
Posted by Nagia @ 10/18/2002 04:03 PM EST
How does one successfully step on a fish, exactly? A slug I understand, but, a fish...?
Weirder things have happened, though. My boyfriend can poke houseflies without them even noticing his presence.
Posted by Saikou @ 10/18/2002 08:13 PM EST
That earned a loud bout of laughter. Thanks for that. And I'm sorry about Mr. Slug.
Posted by Clio @ 11/01/2002 07:35 PM EST
