CHAPTER 10: AUSTRALIA: THE GRUB EATING CONTEST
Calvin made it in Australia in no time.
"So Tracer, what was that disgusting thing that you told us about?" Calvin asked.
"That." Tracer said pointing to the grubs on the ground.
"EEWW! We are going to eat grubs?" Calvin asked.
"Looks like it." Tracer said.
"You guys are having a grub eating contest this afternoon."
Before they did that, Calvin drowned a lot of people with noodles. This time, it was noodles casserole.
"I heard that noodle casserole is really gross." Hobbes said.
"Yeah, well I have the noodle beef mayo casserole which is grosser." Calvin said.
Calvin opened the can of noodles and dropped it on the person Calvin sees.
"Poor guy. He threw up. Guess he doesn't like noodle mayo beef casserole." Hobbes said.
That afternoon, there was a grub eating contest. Everyone except Tracer was participating in the grub eating contest. Tracer was the referee.
"On your marks…get set…go!"
Everyone ate grubs as fast as they can.
There were 279 grubs on each and everyone's plate! Three hours later, there was Calvin and Hobbes left in the contest. Hobbes had 2 grubs and Calvin only has one grub left.
CALVIN'S THOUGHTS
C'mon, Calvin! You can do it! You only have one teensy weensy little grub left. Just one more grub and you'll win the race! Oh, this is gross! This is disgusting! I…I…Oh!
Calvin coughed, gagged, and fell down and rested for a while while Hobbes ate 2 grubs and won the contest. Calvin got up.
"Uh…that's against the rules!" Calvin lied.
"It is?" Hobbes asked.
"Yes. It says here in the G.R.O.S.S. handbook. Rule number uh…eleventy billion! It says: The president of G.R.O.S.S. who loses any contest whatsoever would be a loser and the loser would be the winner!"
"That's a lie, Calvin!" Hobbes said.
"I've read the handbook 9,895 times. There is no rule that says that the winner has to be the loser."
"Yeah face it, Calvin." Spaceman said.
"You just hate to lose. That makes you a sore loser!"
"Well yeah…oh let's just go!"
Once again, Calvin and the others got into the time machine. They were going to the next and last continent…Antarctica. The coldest continent on Earth!
"Are you crazy?" Tracer said.
"I heard that it's in the negatives! No wonder no one lives there!"
"So what are supposed to do?" Spaceman asked.
"Go to Antarctica without our coats?"
"Exactly." Calvin said.
"Everyone gasped.
"Hey, how come I never thought of that? Oh yeah…BECAUSE IT'S SUICIDE!" Hobbes said.
"We can't survive without wearing our coats!" Stupendous man said.
"Listen. I have been president for almost a year now. I'm Calvin the bold, and Calvin the bold never quits! Who's with me?"
Tracer, Spaceman, Stupendous, and Hobbes put their thumbs up.
"Now let's do this." Calvin said.
