Theft by Association
Submitted by Alynne P on 4/1/2010 8:39 AM
My butterfinger sat in wait as a reward for a long day after work. I waited (not so) patiently on the couch watching TV, listening for the official sounds of sleep our daughter makes once she has drifted off. While I could not advocate a candy bar for her after she had already had dessert, I could not wait to enjoy my delightful reward in the form of a crispity, crunchity Butterfinger! I heard footsteps and a door opening. Was that her stirring? NO! It was my husband in the pantry consuming MY Butterfinger!