Sexpigeon

Feb
20th
Wed
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Worst gum I’ve ever had, bar none. Tastes like this one hard candy I’ve only ever seen in waiting rooms: a white, cloudy, brick-shaped bar in a clear plastic wrapper. You eat it because you’re bored and nervous. You are paging through an Economist from before the election. The taste of that and of this is toothpaste, vanilla, and somehow your own spit. It’s vile. You were stupid to start chewing it on the train, as now you have a fifteen-minute ride before you can spit it out. The worst.

(Promotional consideration provided by Dentyne Ice.)

Worst gum I’ve ever had, bar none. Tastes like this one hard candy I’ve only ever seen in waiting rooms: a white, cloudy, brick-shaped bar in a clear plastic wrapper. You eat it because you’re bored and nervous. You are paging through an Economist from before the election. The taste of that and of this is toothpaste, vanilla, and somehow your own spit. It’s vile. You were stupid to start chewing it on the train, as now you have a fifteen-minute ride before you can spit it out. The worst.

(Promotional consideration provided by Dentyne Ice.)