It was late at night...
Submitted by William T on 4/1/2010 7:21 AM
and I was walking home from a long day at work when I was cornered by a gang of candy bar bandits. They told me that unless I hand over my Butterfinger they were going to dip me in chocolate and leave me hanging above a pool of crocodiles back at their hideout. So I did what any Butterfinger lover would do...I ran away with my Butterfinger only to trip over my own feet. When I hit the pavement I bumped my head and before losing conciseness I saw the gang grab my Butterfinger. Please help me find my Butterfinger before I go through candy bar withdrawal.