How to Eat Fried Worms Page #2

No friends.

I have lots of friends.

They just don't go

to this dumb school.

Hey,

you know how you threw a worm

at Joe Guire and hit him in the face?

What about it?

I thought for sure he was gonna smash

you with the death ring.

The death ring?

Joe has a ring called

the death ring.

If he punches you with it,

you die.

But you don't die now.

You die in eighth grade,

so nobody can prove it.

It's got poison in it

that goes into your skin

and makes an ulcer.

Very slowly

you bleed to death.

If he punches you with it?

He punched me.

And in the eight grade...

I'm gonna be dead.

What did you do to make him

punch you in the first place?

Nothing.

He just said I was annoying

him for some reason.

Uh, how hard

did he punch you?

Really really hard.

Like this...

And then I fell

down like this.

And it made a mark

right here

where the poison went in.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Wormboy! Wormboy!

Wormboy! Wormboy!

Wormboy!

Wormboy!

Wormboy! Wormboy!

Wormboy!

Wormboy!

You guys are stupid!

You can say Wormboy

all you want.

I don't care!

Worms don't even

taste hardly.

I had a whole bowl for breakfast

with brown sugar and cold milk.

That's a lie.

Sometimes I boil them.

Sometimes I do them on the barbecue.

My favorite way,

fried like French fries.

The greasier and the slimier

the better.

Wormboy, you couldn't

even eat one worm.

Right when it touched

your tongue you'd puke.

- You want to bet?

- The smell would make you puke.

You couldn't even eat

a quarter of a worm.

I can eat this many worms, Joe.

10 easy!

And you would be the one

who'd puke just watching me.

Let's bet.

That I would eat 10 worms?

Yeah, and when you

throw up you lose.

- Yeah.

- What if I don't lose?

- What's the bet, you mean?

- I know.

The loser has

to come to school

with worms in his pants.

Yeah, and he has to walk

down the hall

past everybody.

All right.

It's gonna be you Wormboy.

But Joe, what if he

eats a tiny bit of worm,

and then a year later

a tiny bit more of a worm...

No, you gotta eat all

10 worms, all on the same day.

- And I get to pick them.

- When?

This Saturday.

That's the day after tomorrow.

I need more time to get ready.

Backing out?

Come on, Wormboy, shake on it.

Kids don't shake hands.

I said, shake on it!

It's a bet.

Oh!

- Hey, Mitch.

- Hey.

- I had a thought. You play tennis?

- Yup.

- How about Helen?

- Yeah. Yeah we both play tennis.

You gotta come down to our club.

We'll play some doubles.

That's be great, Rob.

Great.

You and I, we played tennis

when we first met a couple of times.

- You were good.

- Yeah, compared to you I was.

It's not that he asked me.

It's the way he asked me.

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