BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

As a Locomotive Engineer I often spend up to twelve hours at a time on a locomotive. On the way to the train I stopped and picked up a Kingsize Butterfinger at a local gas station. I usually bring a lunch of some sort to keep me tied over throughout the trip but I had forgotten my lunch at home this day. By the time we had spend over ten hours in the cab of the locomotive I was starving. I reached for my Butterfinger and it wasn't there! I was robbed. The conductor that I was working with had eaten my Butterfinger when I wasn't looking. All that was left was a conductor with chocolate fingers!