Worms *Shudder* The scent of them fills the air (ok, maybe not). Maybe it's the smell when the ground gets saturated enough that the worms need to come out of the ground. I hate them. I don't wish death on them, but I can't stand them. Seeing them squirm on the ground makes chills run up and down my spine. What brings this up you ask? It's been raining for two days, I need to walk to class and I look like a freaking little girl playing hopscotch jumping around the pavement avoiding worms. Mock me, please.