Yeah, but eating maggots is, what, a couple seconds of work.
What kind of maggots?
Paging ** Mangetout**
As for myself, sure I would, no problems at all.
I’d do it, so long they were sterile medicinal maggots. Hell, I ate a mealworm for free when I was a kid. If you could cook some of them up in some fried rice, you wouldn’t even notice them.
Depends how drunk I was.
I’d eat a couple for a thousand bucks. A small enough number where I could bascially throw them down like pills. But anything approaching a mouthfull and I’m not game, no way, more money please. And yes, the maggot would have to shower first and maybe brush his teeth.
I’d try a couple for $1000. Whether I ate more would depend on how much I liked them.
If I knew where they came from, then sure. Even if I didn’t, I’d do it for 1000$ sure.
No problem. I’ve already eaten barbequed grubs, deep fried termites (yum!) and crickets (okay with plenty of salt and lime juice.)
Dammit, I just knew English was the wrong major.
Fill my gas tank and I’ll eat a handful. Also, grab me a soda while you’re there.
At this point in my life I don’t need a grand that much, so no. If there were need, sure.
Yes, and according to the terms of the agreement as it has been set forth, that means two maggots.
gulp gulp Pay me.
You didn’t say how long I had to keep them down!
This may well have been only show patter, but Jim Rose (of the Jim Rose Sideshow circus) said that if Enigma didn’t chew his maggots thoroughly, they could be swallowed while alive and eat through his upper gastro-intestinal tract. While I don’t believe everything a side-show barker tells me, I have wondered since then whether they could cling to something ‘north’ of the stomach and wreak havoc…
If I can cook 'em, we might have a deal - maggot sushi is off this boy’s menu, however.
In other words - you’d do it but you’ll hold out for a lot more than a grand 
Me? Um, I think it would require a lot more than a grand. Maybe 100,000. And I would not have to chew them - hell, I once made the mistake of chewing a steamed oyster and nearly redeposited it on the table. And what all the others said: it would have to be cleaned.
Not a problem, let’s head down to the bait shop right now. They’re $.50 a dozen, which you pay for. I’ll do the whole dozen as long as I can wash them down with beer and then I get to sterlize myself with a shot of bourbon, both of which you pay for too. There’s a bowling alley in the same parking lot as the bait shop I go to, so we can have this whole thing done in 5 minutes.
If they were at the bottom of a shot glass. And the first five shot glasses didn’t contain any maggots.
Y’know, I’m sure a lot of people on this board think I’m so open minded my brain has fallen out. I’m so constantly jabbing at the status quo and questioning authority and “shoulds” that it’s become my name, for goodness’ sake!
But, I have to admit, this is where I can’t do it. Eating bugs (whether in larval or adult stage) is just something I can’t manage to even think about without going into extreme anxiety territory. I can’t even manage crawdads if I have to shell them myself. No, I don’t think, even for $1,000, that I could manage to do it. And I really need the money! No, it’s going to take some sort of kidnappers holding a gun to my kid’s head hypothetical for me to eat live maggots, as much as I know that’s completely illogical and some people actually savor insects in their diet.
I could and have done ground mealworms in bread. I *might *be able to do cooked maggots if I could psych myself into believing they were rice just long enough to get them into my mouth. But never live. We’d have to add on at least one more zero, and I can pretty much guarantee I would throw up immediately afterwards just due to the stress of it.
I can only imagine that some of you think of being in an open marriage with the same disgust that I feel about eating maggots! There you go. If I’m ever taken to Room 101, you know my torture technique.
True. But my job is actually kind of fun, and almost never makes me want to throw up. 
Hell, I’ll do it for free, just to see what they taste like.
But if you still wanna give me a grand, I ain’t complainin’!