What about those worms?
Okay, this is pretty far off topic. But when I was in my early 20's I decided I was going to eat one of those worms. I wanted to do it all by myself because if I was going to hurl up dinner I didn't want anybody I knew seeing it.
So I put the worm in a shot glass, filled it with Mezcal (a type of tequila) and washed it down. Kinda. The worm hit the back of my throat and stuck there. At that moment I had the realization that I had something Smeagol might eat in my mouth and the need to vomit hit me like a load of bricks. I fought the urge, it seemed like forever but was probably only a couple of seconds and managed to swallow it. But I could feel that cold spot on the back of my throat where the worm had stuck for days after.
Never again. :)