You know what's gross?
When you've had a nice, heavy piece of wood furniture for, oh, say....about a year, and one day while propping your feet up underneath it your pants leg kind of sticks to the bottom of it, so you reach down under there and feel around and it feels like putty, so you lean over and look under this piece of not-cheap-even-though-it-was-a-floor-model furniture and there is gum stuck to it.
This means that either 1) My Kid is so slovenly and disrepectful that he's now slapping gum onto our furniture (doubtful) or 2) it was there when they delivered it, which just....ewww.
