Inchworm…I love you…

I had a friend who in his early teens found his Inchworm in his family’s garage. Instead of doing the sensible thing and leaving it be, he decided to take it to the steepest hill in town and attempt that ride that worm to glory. he rode that worm right into an ambulance after he broke his arm. The Worm did not fare much better. About halfway down the hill it broke in half. No ambulance ride for poor Inchworm, just an unceremonious dumping on the side of the road. After a week it was carted away, never to be seen again.


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