The Wormhunter(the man, the legend) ,was obsessed with the giant Brown Biter worm which he saw as a child in his garden .He swore that the brown biter was a distant relative of the grass snake with the teeth of a shit house rat and the head of an infant Squirrel Monkey. He found Shoelaces, Hosepipes, Turds,Chair legs ,and even Trouser snakes and identified them too as members of the feared brown worm family.

Some ignorant folk would say that this man was a crazy shit papa but the sinister truth is that the worm hunter contracted river blindness from the river Mersey on an expedition to find the legendary silver wet fish of Liverpool. Needless to say as a result he needed emergency eye replacement therapy treatment which was undertaken by the backstreet Eyeball Butcher boy Fred Cutter. As expected from the low fee the op went wrong leaving him with serious eyeball reservations and toilet problems. The truth be known the Turd, the Shoe Lace and even the Trouser Snake were sighted after his peepers went shit up the but try telling that to a man hell bent on catching the little brown bastard that had haunted his dreams for longer than he cared to remember.
He shuffled around on the hunt for the brown worm in solid stainless steel dungarees he had fashioned with his own fair hands in case the brown worm should strike and administer it’s deadly venom into his warm soft body whilst wading through the long grass on the Football Field in his local park. He reportedly told his friend fat tony with some love that the venom from the Monkey Headed Shit House Rat worm, makes genetalia burn and itch with severe leg swelling making metal pant wearing impossible.

Unfortuantly the frantic shuffling motion in his stainless Dungaree’s caused friction on his warm soft body which in turn melted the plastic tie wrap which held his shit suit of armour on over his shoulders, causing him to flip helplessly forward giving the bastard worms free roam of his stainless dick suit. The tragedy comes to light when it is revealed that the glorious worm hunter had not even left his house the morning the said incedent occurred. The worm hunter tripped over a Monster truck toy car belonging to his 17 year old son, Malcolm which he had told him to move several times to no evail. He tumbled like a great gladiator slain in the colloseums of Gay Rome and landed with his face in a bowl of supernoodles.

Struggling for breath and stricken with terror the mighty Wormhunter believing he had been overwhelmed by a flock of dreaded brown worms inhaled brown worm chicken Super noodles through both nostrils and his mouth hole causing asphixiation and subsequently causing the mighty Worm hunter to sadly pass away with internal swelling due to involuntary ingestion of flavoured Pasta death and external pant shits and terrible mind fuck!!
The Forensic process revealled the extent of the afore mentioned injuries when they arrived on the scene. They were reported to feel very sad that a pillar of the community such as the the Worm Hunter would shit his own life through his ass in such a tragic ordeal. They were also very suprised to find a note up his ass in a condom reading ‘the forgotten land’. We can only hope this is where the great worm hunter rests in peace. We salute you worm hunter. You truly were a hero of the modern world in the field of worm hunting and all that is morally shit.
Wormhunter, we salute you.