death, rollie-fingers style

we planted our seedlings a couple months ago. the only ones that really took were the parsley and the peas. last week i was surveying their progress and found the plants completely stripped. being a vengeful bastard, i rounded up all the snails i could find--our yard is infested with them, and they're huge. i had been killing them periodically when whimsy struck, but this was war. i've dedicated one wall in our backyard as the backstop to my sidearm snail pitches. we had some heavy rain a few days ago, and another round of gastropod genocide ensued. those little fuckers. eat my plants, will they? i must say, the odor of decaying snail carcass in hot, humid guam is not pleasant, but well worth it. gives me something to do.