More slugs!

I forgot to write this last night. I stepped on another damn slug! What's with these things? Why must they torture me? I need to open another beer and refills my traps. Or maybe I can get some better stuff at Lowes tomorrow.

Maybe I should convert to Christianity and beg God to keep the slugs away from my house so I won't get mad and kill them.

EDIT: I forgot to write that this was in BARE FEET! That slug goo was just as hard to get off the bottom of my foot as it was my hand in the first post below. But this time I went straight for the Kleenex. It sure does seem as though I'm always using Kleenex to get goo off of my body...