I don’t mind the grubs. They're good with beer, but whenever Mam bites into a giant scarab bug, I get the feeling I’m living with an extraterrestrial.
And there is also the issue of how the insects die.
Electrocution, drowning, individual pithing of the brain?
My hunch says none of the above.
DDT?
No wonder they’re so yummy.
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