The photograph below is what happens when you live next to a nature preserve, times 100. When it’s dark you have to get out your phone to use as a flashlight or risk feeling the crunch and slide that stepping on a snail would bring. (or just the gooey, slippery slide of stepping on a regular ol’ slug, like below)
There is no scale, but this slug is a little bigger than my middle finger. Why is this so disgusting?