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they eat my bleedin plants! is what slugs do at night ...remorsless, unstopable eating machines and no matter how many of the little b#stards I slaughter they still keep coming ...grrr. Ive taken to salt loaded pelets from my air riffle now, boiling salty water and fireworks muwhaha. get a big pile of them together place a ring of salt around them and place a ring of fire crackers round them muwhahaha hoho oh the glory of making slugs suffer for there crimes is wonderful ...does tend to get me a few strange looks from the neighbours mind. ..and no I didn't pul the wings off flies as a young boy ..and no I'm not a wicked and twisted individual...I'm just a batterd and tortured sole who would like to enjoy his garden once in a while.
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