it is with great joy that i annouce that as of 22 hundred hours and seven minutes last night, we received notification that the slug is indeed moving out on july 1st.
the delight we feel is only outweighed by the fear that the entire house may need an exterminator to rid it of residual slugliness.
and there are some concerns...i mean, how will our guests find us, without the trail of slime up the mountain to guide them? will our neighbours miss the pornographic bass-line that nearly constantly eminated from our basement? will i never hear the opening to 'superman' in mind-blowing surround sound again?