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surprise surprise

slugdecided to try and charm my way out of an increasingly sticky situation

tried humour

tried flattery

tried pretending i wasn't sitting in my own puddle

all to no avail

shouted "look out behind you!" and slithered off at pace

looked behind me to discover my beautiful and mysteriously nervous interrogator had jumped and was now hanging precariously from the light fitting

escape or rescue... what to do?

i wonder if slugs can ever make the right decision?

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