bedroom butterfinger
Submitted by linda h on 4/1/2010 9:19 AM
I Came home from the store and was unpacking my groceries. I came across my Butterfinger and put it on the counter to enjoy as soon as I had finished unpacking. But when the job was done there was no Butterfinger on the counter. I looker in the cabinets in the refrigerator in the drawers, NO Butterfinger. That night I saw something under the edge of the bed. It was my Butterfinger.And laying their on the bed was the culprit, with a chocolate grin on her face as big as the cheshire cats, My cat. I guess I'm not the only one in the house who couldnt wait to get her paws on A Butterfinger.