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I used to have this massive tiger-striped slug that would nightly crawl up two flights of concrete steps from the back yard to eat the cats' food and drink their milk. It was HUGE, the cats were terrified of it, and it had little... THINGS running in and out of it's breathing-tubes. I'm sure my memory has added the Darth Vader SSSS-HUHHHH breathing effects, Special Edition style, but I consider that apocryphical.
Your slug is much, much prettier, anyway. |
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