Amaria wrote:Yes, I agree Andria. Professors who assign tests after Spring Break suck acorns and deserve the ninth level of hell.
Also, girls? You know how like, finding the perfect pair of pants is the hardest thing ever? Where it fits perfectly everywhere, and it's pretty and shiny and just the right shade of whatever colour you like and they're a good price and all that? I found the perfect pair, and then I SAT ON GUM.
People who stick gum on benches, poles, et cetera also deserve the ninth level of hell. They deserve to perpetually implode over and over and be like, plagued with visions of a naked Kevin Federline.
Arg. So anyone know any tricks to get it out? The material is sort of courdoroy-like, so it's stuck in the grooves and WOE. MY LIFE IS FULL OF WOE.
Yes, ninth level of hell, indeed. No more no more no more...
That sucks majorly! It is impossible to find a perfect pair of pants and then...GUM?! Cursed miscreants and their sticky brightly colored chewing tar!
The only thing I can think of is peanut butter. I agree with JP (Ahhhhhhh, nooooooo!!!). Worth a try?