Kissing Slugs


Yesterday while doing laundry I found myself lip locked with a slug.  This is possibly the most disgusting thing that has ever happened to me.  I had taken a shirt out of the washing machine to smell it before I put the whole load into the dryer. ( My laundry area is not climate controlled and sometimes the clothes sour before I can get them into the dryer.)  When I put the shirt up to my nose I felt something cold and slimy on my lips.  “What the…,” I thought as I pulled the shirt away from my face.  That’s when I saw it.  Although, I didn’t know what it was for a moment.  My first thought was “Is that a terd?”  When you have rascally little boys like mine, anything is possible.  Then I touched it and that’s when I knew that I had been lip locked with a slug.  It was black and gross and really sticking to that shirt.  Horrified, I darted into the kitchen and started dancing around all crazy.  I’m not sure why, but for some reason dancing around all crazy helps to get the slug ickies off your lips.  Then I ran to the bathroom and scrubbed my lips until they hurt.  When I finally emerged out of the bathroom, my dear sweet husband had taken care of the slug for me.  I don’t know what he did with it but I didn’t care.  I was just grateful that I would never have to see that nasty creature again.


2 thoughts on “Kissing Slugs

  1. I hadn’t seen your blog until now. I was sitting on the couch giggling at this post, and Stephen just joined me and we had a good laugh together. So funny!

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