Blame it on the squirrel
Submitted by Patti D on 4/1/2010 11:40 AM
Here it is..MY moment. This is the time that I shut off the TV, grab a book and my stashed Butterfinger. Why do I stash it? Let's just say that my Butterfingers always disappear and no one knows what happened.
I reach in the place that is dedicated for my Butterfinger...Oh no! It's happened again!
I look at my guy-he immediately puts his hands up in surrender and says "I didn't do it" before he even knows what he is surrending to.
That is when I spot the thief! There went my Butterfinger...being carried away in the arms of a squirrel! I need another hiding place now.