wormy
as a young, innocent, schoolgirl, i was generally very well behaved, never forgot my homework, always tried my best, never kicked or injured anyone. But there was one weird guy in the year below me, who used to eat lumps of lard for lunch, and arrive at school on a tractor. He took to bullying my wee sister, and I asked him to stop. 'Oh yeah, and what'll you do if i don't?' was his lovely reply (it would have been more sweary i'm sure, but I was 10, he was 9, and we were in a very small country school!). I couldn't think of anything, so he carried on.

Then one day I had a bright idea. He was scared of worms. I wasn't. I'd seen a couple of dead worms in the school garden that morning. So i collected them, and hid them in his sandwich just before lunchtime.

Never heard a male squeal in horror like that before or since. He got a fear of eating lunch at school, and is now (15 or so years later) close to being committed to an asylum. whether or not that is related to the worms I know not. But nobody found out, someone else got the blame, and um, i feel a little guilty about it. sorry.
( ascorbate, Fri 31 Aug 2007, 13:42, Reply)