one of the funniest things i've experienced recently is that not every house has some sort of harmless infestation. like my house has a slug "infestation" and has for maybe 20 years? it's pretty old (like 200+) and is not exactly tightly sealed from the elements. anyways every day like clockwork at around 11.45 pm, a group of 20-30 slugs slowly potters around the first floor of my house. just chillin. i sing them songs with my dad and we replace any pronouns with slug bc we don't want to assume things about slug genders. i'm not david attenborough.
a while ago i had a friend stay over and we were up late at night talking, and then she started screaming bc the slugs came in. i calmed her down and was just like "they're basically roommates, generations of them have been coming to this house, they're super chill " and i realised recently that maybe not everyone has the luxury of slug sing-a-long time and thats a disgrace
