Gum A Long Way Baby

What a great day.

On my way home tonight I looked down only to see some little dear had stuck his entire mouthful of gum all over me.  Seeing as I didn't lean on a lamp post or roll down the street, I'm pretty certain that someone waist-high on the metro had to dispose of his chew and....well, I was available.

Isn't that just the cutest thing?

The first thing I did was (UGH) try to pick it off not even thinking of where it had been.  Naturally this didn't work and I had to walk home looking like I had lost a fight to Bazooka Joe.

 
Never mind.  I didn't like the blouse or pants anyway.  They were old......they were worn......they were full of gum.

Is it Friday yet?