I was outside at work, a few days ago, with a few people. Once in a while, we see a little insect or something, and we inspect it, run from it, or thoroughly discuss it. Well, this snail was slowly moving towards the underground parking lot, but he was in a very sunny area, with only pavement in his path.
I decided to move it back to the "garden" area, where it could be in the shade, and find a lot of plants to keep its tummy full.
Then I mentioned something like: "what if he was trying to get to a meeting? He must be thinking, man, that just set me back another year!"
Eh.
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