Talk:Wurm/@comment-25035274-20140805210407

Since Floddy hasn't gotten to this one yet, I think I'll steal it. Mua ha ha.

You're traipsing along through the woods all "Tra la la" and "skip skip skip", when suddenly you skip your happy buttocks about half the distance into the center of a clearing(still singing your tra la la song) and stop dead in your tracks, one foot still up in the air.

Oh F***. There's a Wurm, napping pretty as you please on a sun-heated rock. Worse, you were singing kinda loudly. Maybe she's only pretending to be asleep.

In the voice of the great Sir Patrick Stewart, "What do you do, Smith?"

EDIT:

Damnit! I forgot Floddy did this one a couple days ago. :(

Oh well. The scenario still stands.