The Theft
Submitted by Amber F on 4/1/2010 8:47 AM
I searched and searched - for the the buttery goodness and much need afternoon pickme up at work. Where was my butterfinger? WHO TOOK IT?? I'd find the culprit and lay him low with my mighty nija skills! Fred's hands were clean, as were Pam, Kim and Tonya. That left only one - the mail man. I sit and wait till his next round and plan my revenge. As he rounded the corner, I silently went to slide the trash can out of the way - only to see the glaring remind that I myself had enjoyed the Butterfinger before lunch!