so when i was about 7 me, my mum, and my little brother went to a museum in brisbane. this was before we had a car so we had to take busses and trains, and when we got to the train station, mum said that me an my brother could each get something from the kiosk that was 1 dollar, this was a big thing for us because money was an issue for my family, our aunty pat and uncle louie had covered the costs of the museum trip and travel costs because they had promised to take us that weekend but there flight was postponed due to weather (they went to visit there family in malaysia but there was a storm on the day they were meant to leave) so they transferred the money into my mums bank so we could go as long as my mum took LOTS of photos, any way when mum said we could get something for a dollar i immediately went to grab a hubba bubba but i was 50 cents short when i went to pay and i got really sad so they lady behind the counter gave it to me for free! (we are still friends with her to this day). all the way to the museum i was chewing on this big wad of gum (we are talking like a quarter of the roll) and when we got to the museum, by brother asked if he could go to the bathroom now he was only 5 so mum went in with him, and while i was waiting for them to come out i saw there was a spot for a painting with the plaque and everything, but no actual painting, so 7 year old me walked up to it bit off part of my gum, turned it into a heart and when nobody was looking i stuck it in the middle of the empty display and walked back to were mum had told me to wait and I NEVER GOT IN TROUBLE! im 16 now and i realise that this was a dick thing to to because someone had to scrape my purple hubba bubba off of a white wall