BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

It was right next to me! I got up from my seat to search for the remote and when I returned, my Butterfinger was GONE! Oh, the pain I felt! I looked everywhere for my beloved Butterfinger! I turned to see my son acting suspiciously and hurrying out of the room. With the stealth of a Lion, I quietly tracked him into the kitchen, where he was hurriedly trying to conceal the evidence of his theft by throwing out the wrapper. I pounced upon him and just in a nick of time was able to save half of my beloved Butterfinger! He turned to me sheepishly and said he couldn't help himself.