At my really old apartment there would be like five slugs in my bathroom at nighttime. That was legitimately the best part of that bathroom, it had a makeshift shower, and it came with mold on the walls that I just couldn't clean off no matter HOW HARD I tried. So one time, I was taking a shower and one of the slugs was hanging from the ceiling by a rope of slime, which I did not know they did when they weren't mating. Anyway, the little motherfkr dropped itself down the drain. I was like, Oh god, and I stopped the water because I don't fkn know when a slug can and can't be OK. Anyway, they were my little buds.