It's a corporate boardroom. Corporate types sit around talking about this gum. The head honcho takes a piece and begins to chew. They discuss how the flavor lasts sooo long. Cue brainstorming for ideas on how they're going to get people to spit out the gum and chew another piece.
Corporate goon #1 : "I got it!"
In walks a teenaged yeti wearing a track suit with headband, carrying a skateboard, rockin' out to the ipod. Walks up to the gum chewer and punches him in the stomach, thus causing him to spit out his gum. Problem solved. Yeti grabs a donut and peaces out.
I'm standing in the audition room about to begin my short-lived run as a teenaged yeti and the casting director says, "Oh hey, lose the glasses, I mean, you're a yeti." (Implying, of course, that yeti's don't wear glasses.)