Is it really so complicated to wrap your gum in a wrapper after you're done with it? I suppose it's just to much effort to get up and throw it in the garbage? So now here I sit after a so-so movie with fucking gum on my pants because some numb-nuts thought the underside of the armrest was a more appropriate place. Since I'm not a gumshoe it's lucky for you I can't CSI your ass with some DNA analysis and then track you down for some gum on hair action that no peanut butter would get out!—Chewed Out And Stuck Up