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Slug? What slug?

October 7th, 2008 by Marc A. Pitman

Playing with the kids this evening, I spotted a slug in the grass.

I called my son over and pointed it out with my toe.

Then I called my 6 year old daughter over. She looked at it too.

Finally I called my three year old over and pointed out the slug for her to see.

My son called me so I turned to see what he wanted. When I looked back, only a second or two later, I saw my youngest wiping off her foot.

Ew!

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