A Grunt walks up to a Hunter and complains of being hungry. The Hunter scoffs at him and turns to search the far ridge for Spartans.
Still unbelievably hungry, the Grunt reaches out and grabs a handful of worms from the Hunters back. "You fool! I will kill you for......" at that instant the Hunter collapses to the ground dead. "No you won't", says the Grunt, "now I will have my fill of worms!" As he reached down for another handful his head explodes into a purple spray of goo.
On the far ridge John117 smiles and says, "Nothing like fishing with worms!"