Like last Thursday. Our class went outside to have an Easter egg hunt. There was gum inside some of the eggs, and our teacher told us we were allowed to chew it. I found an egg with gum inside, so naturally, I starting chewing it and blowing bubbles and stuff.
Unfortunately for me, it was very windy that day, and, when I blew a bubble, the wind blew my hair into it, coating the tips of my hair on both sides.
I spent the rest of my recess (by then we'd found all the eggs) trying to get the gum out of my hair. When we got inside, I headed straight for the bathroom, got some soap and water, and worked some more on my hair. I'd gotten a bit of the gum out, but not very much. AND I was going to a friend's house that night, so I couldn't go home and shampoo it or anything AND I had to go to my older brother's concert that night. So there I was, with wet, gummy hair, contemplating the rest of my options. I went to one of my friends and asked her what she thought I should do. She came to the conclusion that if it didn't wash out, I'd have to cut it out. I asked her if trying to brush it out would work, but she advised me not to, saying it would mess up the brush.
So, school ended, and I went home with my friend and into the bathroom. My friend's mom had read somewhere that ice was really good for getting gum out of things, so I grabbed a couple of ice cubes. Despite the advice I'd been given, I really didn't want to have to wash my hair or cut it, so we decided to use the brush and hope for the best.
A few minutes and several yowls of pain later, the gum was out of my hair, leaving me with wet strands of hair and another pathetically funny story to tell.
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