Slugs in the coolth

Fall rains have brought out a freaking SLEW of SLUGS all over the fallen leaves and climbing on (and falling off) the glistening wet blue plastic recycle bin we put out on the curb every Friday, rain or shine. Little white buggers about as long as a toddler's pinky. Glurg! I prefer my landlubbing gastropoda with shells on, but I'd rather have a plague of box turtles than either — not slugs nor snails.