Love slug. Love slug. Love sucks when you're a hermaphroditic slug [slugs are only vaguely hermaphrodites in the hegemonic sense; despite possessing two complete sets of discrete, "conventional" reproductive organs, they also have an additional structure not present in most humans, which is commonly referred to as a "love dart,"--they compete to shove this protrusion into one another in order to alter their mate's chemical balance to promote insemination] Love slug. Love sucks. Will I ever find true love? Or will terrestrial predators find me first? It sucks to be so slow, oozing on the earth, looking for that dirt. Yes. I've got a rendezvous with a wad of goo--I'm going to make a pass; I'm going to stay in the grass. I'm hiding from the birds, I'm hiding from the salt, hanging from a wall, I'm so fucking soft. Trying to get a nut, trying to get with other slugs, trying to have some sex, trying to live my slug life--like I should. Love slug. Love slug. Love sucks, when you're a hermaphroditic slug.
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