BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

There has been a mystery in my life for the longest time, I would bring home a Butterfinger, place it on my dresser for the next day. The next morning IT WOULD BE GONE!! I just had to find out why, and I had to become a sleuth to find out. It shouldn’t be hard, seeing how it was just my wife and I. So I just laid a trap, and catch the varmint red pawed, or claw, or whatever it had. I would set the trap at night, and in the morning they would be empty, including my Butterfinger. My Butterfingers never made it through the night. Until I stayed up, pretending to sleep. It was my Wife.