Kipling and I, some time last year, were enjoying the balmy evening on the patio of my apartment building in Seattle when all of a sudden, my neighbor, who was walking her dog down the stairs, let out a blood curdling scream. "Kamala, get the hell down here! What the fuck is this??!!!??!??? EWWW EWWW EWWWW!!!!!!!!!"
We went to investigate and lo and behold, this was what we saw. Well, minus the hearts and gold frame and cheesy valentine-y brickabrack. Large Speckled slimy slugs, hanging from a rope of slime, intertwined in the heated throes of passion. Whew. I made this lovely photoshop creation in tribute to the precious memory.
Artist: Kamala Dolphin-Kingsley