I am the residual that remains from the travelers of the rainy northwest. Yes, I laid dormant for one month or so. But now, I creep out from the depths of these cracks and slime forth. Behold, I am Seattle Slug. You can just call me Harold. Far from home, I know. But I shall survive here in the southeast. I shall.
Dang, ya’ll didn’t mention it was gonna’ be so hot and dry here….. hey, does it sound like I’m pickin’ up a southern twang to you….. and does anybody know what a yankee is?
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