i sat in gum and burnt my pants29 Jun

You heard right folks. I officially quit life!!!!!

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THERE ARE TYPES OF STUFF YOU CANT IRON?!?!? :’( NO ONE TOLD ME THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah as the title states, after a long game of tennis I sat my little bottom down and when I tried to get up I realized I had sat on fresh gum. I knew one of the perpetrators were amongst us, I could smell the mint flavor rising off my capris. I knew they were around, within a few miles radius and boy did I want to punch them in the face and make them eat this gum off the floor. Well actually it was no longer on the floor IT WAS ON MY PANTS!!!!!!! In that case – I’d force feed them gravel.

So what did everyone else do? Well, I was not alone. There was my cousin Hussein, my brother Hassan (god knows who invited him, wasn’t me), Joseph, my sisters Melissa and Samantha and my friend Yaseen. It was one big party eh.
Mel started to giggle next to me and she’s all like OMGGG I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA SIT ON IT AND I WAS GONNA TELL YOU BUT IT WAS TOO LATE!!!!!

Thanks Mel. You’re a real crucial addition to this family.

After that horrifying experience I went to my mom’s friend to print out a paper and of course, I wailed on about the ‘i sat in gum’ moment I had just a few hours earlier. She told me that to get rid of the gum I should put a piece of paper on top of the gum and iron it and the gum would come right off. She seemed pretty confident about it, and hey, arabs seem to know the kinks to everything. They can fix ANYTHING.

I got home and around 2 am (great timing eh) I got my paper ready and put the iron on. To make sure it was hot and ready to use, I tested out the iron on a section of my capris, when I did so it made this fuming noise like FERERYEUIRYEIRERHRK and I immediately took the iron off and behold: it BURNT MY CAPRIS!!!!!!!!!!
It freakin ate everything left of that right side pant leg. Holy crap!!!!!!!!!!! There was really nothing left to do but cry and whine and complain to everyone who was not involved. First person: my mom. Yeah, my parents were up chillin watching tv at 2 am as I walked upstairs like I had arthritis (to add dramatic effect to the story that I was about to tell them) while holding the pants in front of me like a corpse and I told my mom what happened. She told me I wasn’t supposed to iron those kind of pants, because of the material it’s made from.

Yeah…I need to add this to the guide of life. I’m mad but, hey whatever, I learned my lesson. Even if it wasn’t really a lesson, but it’s all that damn gum spitters fault.
I remember when I first sat it in I screamed out,

OMG!!?!? WHO THE HELL CHEWS GUM?!?!?……. AND PUTS IT HERE!?!!!!!!!

I’m a character.

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