BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

I Had just gone to the store to purchase my favorite candy treat; a delicious, crispy, crunchy Butterfinger. I thought it kind of funny when the clerk looked with desire as the candy crossed the scanner. Distracted I paid for my Butterfinger. I heard a noise; and when I turned back to my Butterfinger all that was left was the empty wrapper. I would have blamed the clerk; however, as I scanned for culprits, I noticed a smudge of chocolate on the bag boy's mouth. He said, "have a great day sir." I could smell the familiar chocolate, peanut buttery toffee odor only a tasty Butterfinger has.