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  • A couple of witchetty grubs. The witchetty grub (also spelled witchety grub or witjuti grub[1]) is a term used in Australia for the large, white, wood-eating larvae of several moths. The raw witchetty grub tastes like almonds and when cooked the skin becomes crisp like roast chicken while. — “Witchetty grub - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia”,
  • Unsourced material may be challenged and removed. (December 2009) The caterpillar of grub. Flies. maggot. Mosquitos. wriggler. Certain molluscs, annelids. — “Larva - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia”,
  • Grub am Forst, a town in the district of Coburg in Bavaria, Germany Garden-Raised Bounty (GRuB), an American non-profit organization. This disambiguation page lists articles associated with the same title. If an internal link led you here, you may wish to change the link to point directly to the. — “Grub - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia”,


  • Nevertheless, Sancho the Good, mount thy beast and come along with me, for God, who provides for all things, will not fail us (more especially when we are so active in his service as we are), since he fails not the midges of the air, nor the grubs of the earth, nor the tadpoles of the water, and is so merciful that he maketh his sun to rise on the good and on the evil, and sendeth rain on the unjust and on the just." — “Don Quixote” by Miguel De Cervantes
  • What a doleful night! How anxious, how dismal, how long! There was an inhospitable smell in the room, of cold soot and hot dust; and, as I looked up into the corners of the tester over my head, I thought what a number of blue-bottle flies from the butchers', and earwigs from the market, and grubs from the country, must be holding on up there, lying by for next summer. — “Great expectations” by Charles Dickens
  • The colossal mastodon (nipple-toothed) twists and untwists his trunk, and brays and pounds with his huge tusks the fragments of rock that cover the shore; whilst the megatherium (huge beast), buttressed upon his enormous hinder paws, grubs in the soil, awaking the sonorous echoes of the granite rocks with his tremendous roarings. — “A Journey to the Centre of the Earth” by Jules Verne


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