• uphillbothways@kbin.social
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          11 months ago

          Walking two steps outside in socks and accidentally stepping on a slug… It was like 37 years ago… I’m still traumatized.

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            You want a slug-related traumatizing story ? I had a cat with very long hairs, there was a cat door to the garden outside but usually he slept inside. One morning i wake up and feel the cat close to me in the bed, something very common. I start to pet him on the dark being half awake only. After some time i feel something wet in his belly fur, but as I’m half sleepy I don’t react and keep petting him. Only after what was probably a long time, I realized that something is wrong, turn on the light and see a slug curled/trapped inside his fur, I was touching it with my hand for several minutes!

        • HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world
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          11 months ago

          When you accidentally dip your shirt tail in the toilet during one of those dumps you swear you were giving birth to a watermelon

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        11 months ago

        You may consider foregoing children. Much like Thanos, wet socks are inevitable.

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      11 months ago

      I have MS, and one of my minor symptoms is I sometimes get a feeling on the bottom of my foot being wet (temp change basically), giving me a wet sock feel. Fuck that symptom.

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      I’m right there with you. I spent 10 years working in the boreal and in peatlands. I have an indescribable hatred for wet feet. Nothing like getting a booter, and having to deal with that all day.

      Sometimes you forget your spare socks, or a plastic bag which is more important