The Husband
Submitted by Beth S on 4/1/2010 9:34 AM
I had worked a 12 hour shift at the hospital continuously dreaming of coming home to my beautiful Butterfinger bar waiting on my pillow at home. As I raced home only to find that my husband had made it home before me and now my Butterfinger bar was missing. After calling the cops and having him arrest for the thievery, I went to the local grocery store and bought 3 new Butterfingers to hide throughout the house as to not lose my Buterfinger to a criminal again.