Someone created a group called “Eating Bugs” and although I can’t join because I only have one story about eating a bug (well, a worm), it’s a pretty interesting one. It starts because of this book I read in my third grade English class, How to Eat Fried Worms. I vaguely remember the story, that this pre-teen boy had to eat worms for a certain amount of time in order to win a bet and some sort of prize (I think a bicycle). While a lot of the details are fuzzy, there was one chapter where the speaker described all the worm recipes he tried and it was very gross (literally made me nauseated and woozy) but then at some point it got me curious about what a worm actually tasted like. So, you guessed it, I decided to eat a worm and see for myself. It was the worst worm ever, and that’s saying something because worms in general are the worst. I chose a dead, dried-up worm because I had heard it would taste like fried chicken. It did *not* taste like fried chicken! Needless to say, that was my first and last worm.