If you think I'm going to eat them, you are out of your mind.
One of my colleagues has just returned from Thailand and she has bought worms for us to eat. That's right -- worms. Not those wonderfully tangy green mangos, not those crispy Thai pork floss crackers, not those tasty fried pork jerky thins...but fried worms in a clear plastic box.
"Would you like to try some?"
Everyone looked at each other with disgust but egged each other on in Fear Factor fashion.
"Oh it tastes nutty."
"Weird."
She turned to me. I was like, "Er... no...?"
A lot of giggling followed. What's so funny anyway? This bunch of girly girls who wouldn't think to walk across a muddy patch in the field is suddenly thinking it's funny that I do not want to eat worms!
I swear, it is disgusting! It's a box of plain dead fried worms, no frills, no attempt to make it look appetizing even! It's not food for a human being. It could be that she is such a bimbo that she might have bought something meant for animals, but that is beside the point I'm trying to make for now.
"I think there are better things to eat than worms."
You know, maybe if I was lost in a jungle and starving, I wouldn't mind popping a few worms, even live wiggling ones, into my mouth. But if you think I'm going to eat worms just because it's a novelty and a dare from you, you have better chance of seeing pigs fly.