My Dad, the Triple Dog Dare King, Wins Again

So my dad just triple dog dared me to eat a piece of still wrapped gum I found in a drawer while packing. *Sniff sniff * … hmm, smells perfectly fine. *unwrapped it* … *bendy bendy* … bends perfectly fine, doesn’t snap in half. Heck yeah I did it because any self respecting Southerner never dodges a triple dog dare. *choke * gag *

Note to all: gum does go bad, really bad. My taste buds are screaming.