BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

One day my husband and I noticed a BUTTERFINGER my sister had stashed in the cupboard. "I have an idea!" he said grabbing the candy bar. He carefully opened the package and removed the treat; we both took a big bite. He placed it back into the rapper, sealed it up with some rubber cement, and replaced it as if nothing had happened. Later, when my sister opened it she was shocked to see the bite marks. "Someone at the factory must have eaten it!" She went to call Nestle and complain so we confessed what we had done. To this day we still get a good laugh over the best bite ever!