Old Wives Tale: Chewing RottingFlesh

Anyone who knows me knows that there is never a moment when I am not chewing gum.  I have never done a band gig, solo gig, taught any lesson, played any sport or anything else without a piece of gum being chomped between my molars.  It is honestly even to the point where I chew it as I sleep.  I have never lost a piece in my sleep either by swallowing or by having it fall out of my mouth where it would surely become so wrapped I my hair that I would be forced to shave my head.  Gum is my comfort blanket.
 
Now, surely you’re asking what this little bit of superfluous information has to do with horror…I’ll tell you.  I have been spending time looking at old wives tales (check out the one about the creature Pinky Pinky).  There is a tale in Turkey that deals directly with my semi-addiction to having gum in my mouth.  Apparently, in an effort to encourage kids to not chew gum in their sleep (and possibly have their chewing gum loose its flavour n their bedpost overnight), they are taught that any gum chewed after midnight turns into rotting flesh; in fact, some don’t even wait until midnight! As soon as nightfall hits, gum transforms into festering corpse-meat.

I don’t know about all of you but that would have been enough to cure me of my night-time-chewing as a child.  Sadly, it’s too late for me now.