Theft by a Teenager
Submitted by Perry H on 4/1/2010 11:10 AM
It was a cold winter's day. Zero degrees with a 15 degree wind chill. On the way home from the office I stopped to fill up my car at the local gas station. I went in to pay and saw a box of Butterfinger bars. I added one to my total.
After this I proceeded to head home for dinner. I set the Butterfinger down on the counter to have as an after dinner treat. Dinner with the family was wonderful. I retired to the living room while my oldest son cleaned the kitchen. After about an hour I went to retrieve my Butterfinger to eat. Low and behold my 13 year old son took it and ate it.