663. Lachlan had a worm farm

© Bruce Goodman 4 August 2015

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Lachlan had a worm farm. This was a layered cylindrical plastic container where the worms fed on household scraps. They created a magnificent compost for the garden.

These worms required little to no care, but Lachlan spent hours looking and caring for them.

His wife complained that he cared more for the worms more than he did her.

“That’s true,” said Lachlan. And it was true. He did.

Then one day Mrs What-ever-her-name-was-I-can’t-remember, Lachlan’s wife, upped and left. When he went to bed that night, Lachlan found all the worms wriggling between the sheets. Lachlan made a mental note: when the divorce comes through he’d make sure she got half of everything. He might even throw in some rotten stinking kitchen scraps for free.

30 thoughts on “663. Lachlan had a worm farm

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      I’ve never heard of the term – albeit a family term – “nightcrawlers”. And I’ve never gone fishing with worms. In fact, I’ve never gone fishing, except for eels. Eeling simply required a small piece of meat tied in a knot on a string. The eel would swallow the meat and knot whole, and then you could pull them up out of the water.

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  1. Cynthia Jobin

    I always hated to put a worm on a hook, but I did it. When I was ten and out on the lake in a rowboat with my (also ten) girlfriend, fishing, she refused to put a worm on the hook and was fishing with no bait…(how dumb did she think the trout were?) At one point she swung her fish line wide and the hook caught in my arm…the rest of that day was not at all pretty….

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