Mad Snail Hours
That cursed time between 11pm and 3am when your brain turns to mush and your snail friends start cussing like sailors.
My snail friend said, 'I hate my life, my job, and my mom's cooking.' I believed him.
A snail posted a story crying about a bad day at work. I cried with him.
I saw a snail throw a shoe at a lamp. It was a masterpiece.