BUTTERFINGER Paranoyia
Submitted by jenny e on 4/1/2010 10:41 PM
The first time I can remember eating a BUTTERFINGER was as a ten year old girl. I had just earned 10 cents for my allowance. I walked the hot street to the main road that led to the store, dreaming of a chocolate covered, lightly crunchy, stick to my teeth BUTTERFINGER.
After buying my prized candy, I rushed home. Little did I know the BUTTERFINGER THIEF was waiting behind a tree that was close to my house. Unlucky for her, I ate my BUTTERFINGER before I got there!
I still reported that bad girl in hopes that she would learn to buy her own candy.