BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

I was at my grandma's house and was sitting in a chair near her. Just as I was about to bite into my Butterfinger, she asked to fetch her some tea. I left my butter finger on a side table near where I was sitting because I knew I could hear her if she got up and walk to where I was sitting because she used a cane. I felt my Butterfinger was safe! I came back to find just an empty wrapper on my seat and a smile on her face! Grandma had absconded with my Butterfinger by using her Grabber( you use this to reach stuff you can't normally reach. I was hoodwinked by the Best...so I drank her tea.