BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

I had just purchased my favorite candy bar, and was proceeding back to my domicile to indulge in the delicious flaki-ness that is a Butterfinger. As I was promenading down the boulevard, feeling quite content with just purchasing some sweet, sweet confection, I wasn't exactly paying attention. I inadvertently stepped into the street and was hit by some airhead driving a truck. I awoke in a hospital bed, in a room marked "AMPUTEES". "Oh lawdy lawd," I declared, thinking that I had lost the use of one of my limbs. I spotted a vending machine and single tear rolled down my cheek. Butterfingers...