My brother — bless — is an idiot.
He once only narrowly avoided a trip to hospital after trying to make a pair of sunglasses from a glob of used chewing gum.
Yes, you read that right: my brother chewed a diarrhoea-inducing quantity of peppermint gum then stretched it over his face and got it all tangled in his lashes until his eyes were swollen and weepy.
It gives one great faith in this country's standards of tertiary education.
Still, better a self-destructive buffoon like him than the societally destructive parasite I caught spitting chewing gum into Lake Wakatipu a few weeks back. Seriously? Lake Wakatipu! You couldn't hold on to it for five minutes longer? You couldn't just swallow, for once?