My iron stomach

I have an iron stomach.

Hardly anything makes me queasy or nauseous.

I never get car sick, airplane sick, boat sick, roller coaster sick.

Never.

Until yesterday.

I was rinsing some freshly cut lettuce and spinach from my garden, and I was so proud of myself that I would soon be eating the fruits of my labor. I was already eating a nice big salad in my mind.

Then I saw this....


My iron stomach turned to mush.

Slugs.

They must be my superpower weakness.