Frankly I have never seen this happen before, and I'm surprised I'm actually scared shitless (if not grossed out) by these things. Currently one of the worst invasive species ("pests" in layman's terms) in the world, it is not the cockroach, it is not the sewer rat, heck, it's not even those wacky janitor fish that all the local government units were buzzing about a few years back.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the East African Land Snail.
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For some demented reason I get embarrassingly screechy and chicken-hearted whenever I get close (or even moderately close) to these things. And yet I cannot help but find them kinda cute and charming, in their own phlegmy way.
However I would probably much rather get pushed out of an airplane while wrapped in snakes and eating bull's testicles than spend even a minute in a bathtub full of these things. I wonder why I ever developed such an irrational dislike of such an innocuous-looking creature...
While other kids watched Batibot or Voltes V growing up, I got this. Well, I also got some kickass Looney Tunes and Hanna-Barbera shorts in those formative years, but that's beside the point.
The point is that somehow, the threat of giant shelled mollusks has retroactively ruined my life.