Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Flip me like a pancake

Even a cattle prod to the belly won't wake Mr. Slug today, his wife kept him up all night by making him play with the bedside laptop computer. Mr. Slug says that he needs to rearrange his sleeping schedule, as it is causing him to have strange dreams. I think it is time that we invest in one of those alarm clocks that makes the relaxing sounds of the ocean and birdies and other soothing settings........Mr. Slug says that he needs his Mrs. Slug to simply get to bed earlier.... Mrs. Slug says that he is probably right. Why? Because he is Mr. Slug, that's why! He is the head of the house. When Mr. Slug says, "Now brush your rasp and get to bed!" Mrs. Slug says, Righty-o Professor!"

Sunday, January 25, 2009

A good time begins with being on time!

Mr. Slug likes to get to every destination safely and promptly. He says being on time makes him feel more confident and professional. Mr. Slug decided that he would invent a machine that will help even the tardiest slug slide to every appointment on time and in a chipper mood. A machine like this could change the way we do business with our fellow slugs, don't you think?

Friday, January 23, 2009

Plump full of juicy goodness!

As everyone knows, a high water content is recommended for good health and well-being. Mr. Slug likes to give back to his community by inviting his friends to check out his newest invention, "The Slug-O-Meter Water Content Device." Ads were run on the local radio. There was excitement in the air! The line of eager slugs snaked all the way around the block. This situation caused a bit of grumbling, particularly from slugs who have not been taking care of themselves, hence, they were improperly hydrated! If you find yourself irritable and snappy today, come on over to Slug's Rest and get your water content checked! Mr. Slug says, "You'll be glad you did!" (This ad paid for by the Federation of Highly Hydrated Slugs)

Saturday, January 17, 2009

The importance of proper training!

Lately, Mr. Slug has busied himself with the maintenance and cleaning of all vehicular conveyances before embarking on his next adventure. Mr. Slug says, "A clean choo-choo is a happy choo-choo." The moral of this story is to keep your cow guard clean, and keep an eye on the tracks!

Monday, January 12, 2009

Go West, young slug!

Ahh, the romance of the great outdoors! You can see the tumbleweed rolling by, smell the sweet desert flowers begin to bloom and hear the crush of rocks under the wheels of the stagecoach as we make new tracks toward a new frontier. Good thing the new frontier has plenty of rest stops!

Thursday, January 8, 2009

I like big trucks and I cannot lie.........

Since Mr. Slug moved from the big city to a small town in Oregon, he has taken on a whole new set of interests and hobbies. Yes, it is true, Mr. Slug adores disco music, but lately, the radio in his big ol' four wheel drive Suburban has been tuned to the very finest pickin' and grinnin' music a slug has ever danced the one-step to!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Charging by the smile

Mr. Slug is feeling so perky and alive today, thanks to the quick thinking of his beloved wife who insisted that he do something about his sluggishness, which is natural to most slugs. Ahh, the miracle of modern technology! After this appointment, Mr. Slug will be getting a belly wax, a tail scrub and possibly a new shoe if there is anything left in the checkbook!

Monday, January 5, 2009

"Give me automatic deposit on the paycheck, please."

A slug, to be happy, must do what a slug does best. Optimum utilization of the tail is the key to a rewarding career. A surplus of goo under the belly doesn't hurt, either.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

A biting commentary from the wife

Mr. Slug enjoys the finer things in life. He feels that an individual should spare no expense when it comes to creature comfort. He also believes that if you can achieve that comfort through the latest in technological advances, an intelligent individual owes it to himself to purchase said technological advancement, take it out of the box, recycle all styrofoam packing, and commence to apply that fabulous technology to any sore spots that may be present on the neck of said individual for the amount of time deemed necessary to alleviate said irritation.

Let's swing in the New Year, shall we?

Everything was ready for the special New Years evening out - the dinner jacket was cleaned and pressed, the tickets for the jazz concert and dance were purchased, the hotel reservations were confirmed, the entire plan was executed flawlessly, except for one item that did not get packed into the overnight bag. Can you guess what that one essential item might have been?