The Hole in the Ozone

Today the sun was shining bright much to my joy!!! Blue sky and puffy white clouds. Mm mm good, like Campbell's soup for a sunny day. As crossed the sidewalk to the steps for work, I noticed a lone slug making its trek across the warming pavement. I considered rescuing it, because it was going towards a desert sized area of pavement rather than the grass...and that meant that slug was sooned to be overcooked like forgotten steak on a grill. But, I thought my skin oils would probably be bad for the slug and I should just let it live happilly until the moment of its crunchy demise. I have seen many baked worms in my time, but never a baked slug.
I began to think about the ill-fated plight of some of these ground crawlers; I thought about how rough it must be to just be going about your daily business only to find yourself cooking to death. I would walk out my front door hop in my minivan after several days of playing in puddles, pavement still wet, not noticing the change in tempurature and sky color, get half-way to work, start to sweat, and then begin to dry up as if I were in a fruit dehydrating machine. I would then die, and me and my van would become crispy in the sun, baked onto route 50.

Do you think that is what it will be like when the Ozone is depleted?