Steg
25 02 2003Imagine the disgust I felt when going into the kitchen, turning on the light and finding, in the centre of the room, the fattest, evilest looking slug I’ve seen for a decade. I swear to god, as I knelt in for a closer examination it reared up at me like some kind of wild animal waiting to pounce. I didn’t even know slugs could do that! But there it was, waving 4 tendril things at me as if to mock my very existance. Taunting me. I swear it was laughing at me, proving somehow that while I may have vanquished many a slug, more will come and each with newer and deadlier abilities ready to reveal. Today they’re extending some kind of extra biomass and rearing off the floor, tomorrow they’re sucking out my brains through an acid burnt hole in my face!
Clearly, the slugs are back with a vengeance of some flavour - and this time, it’s personal.
did u kill it? If you didn’t thats your first mistake, it will take news to the others and the revolution will begin. I am surrending in advance to our slug overlords, all hail the slugs
I let it live, to send a message back to its amoebaesque bretheren that I’m not going to be screwed with.
slow news day? ;)
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