BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

For twenty one years I survived, six years since I first saw him. I can never shake the eerie feeling I get when I see him eying me around every corner. No matter where I go, I can see it deviously planning. Never judge a book by its cover I say. Everyone thought this creature was innocent and harmless. It didn't trick me. No. I was onto it. I knew this creature had potential for great evil and it knew I would bring this case to justice. Thus, it took action. May 2,2009, my son ate my BUTTERFINGER. A glorious defeat. This child can face no more punishment than the curse of an unending smile.