What I Would Do if I Ate a Worm

You know those little packets of dead bugs you can sometimes find in candy stores?
I distinctly remember looking at those for the first time. Wrinkling my nose, I thought to myself "Who in their right minds would want to eat that?"
Fast forward ten years or so, where you find me and Julia in a candy store. With a smile and a laugh I drew Julia's attention to a packet of barbecue flavoured worms. Five minutes later, she'd bought them.
I'm honestly not sure why we bought the damn things. Perhaps we were feeling adventurous. Maybe we were just bored. I was rather amused that I'd convinced Julia to buy them as we walked out of the store- until I realized that now I, too, would now have to eat the creatures. What goes around comes around, I suppose.
Within a minute or two the full realization of what we were about to do set upon the both of us. We looked one another in the eye. We opened the pack of worms. Sniffed them.
They were just small things- maybe a centimetre and a half long and a few millimetres wide. All of them were bone dry and coated in some odd orange barbecue flavouring. It still hadn't quite dawned on either me or my sister that we'd have to genuinely eat them.
Together, we selected one each from the pack. "Are we really going to do this?" Julia asked. I nodded. Gulped. "3," Julia said. "Two. One!"
Now, I have long lived by the philosophy that the best way to get something done is to just do it. And so, without hesitation, I threw the worm into the side of my mouth and quickly chewed.
You know what? It wasn't actually all that bad.
All that you could taste was the barbecue flavouring, which I actually found to be quite pleasant. There are only a few complaints I had with the worms; one, they were too dry, although the alternative would be much less appealing. Two, something- perhaps their skulls, I don't know- got stuck on my tongue for a few seconds after I'd swallowed the main body. That left only the thought as the final unpleasant bit about eating the worms.
Overall, I was amazed at how good they actually were, considering the complete repulsion to the idea most people have. They were tolerable enough, in fact, that me and Julia then both had three more to justify the $4.50 purchase. That said, one thing is for certain.
Next time I go to the candy store, I'll stick with the chocolate.

Thanks for reading,

-Mark