Late Night Larceny
Submitted by Brett B on 4/7/2010 12:17 AM
COP: "Why don't you tell me again what happened."
ME: "Well, I was at the office late last night. I had just left a meeting where I'd casually mentioned that there was a Butterfinger at my desk calling my name. I found it waiting for me; I kicked back, opened it and took a loud, delicious bite. Just then, a janitor approached me and asked if I needed a ride home. It was either that or stay up all night at the office. I was tired - my defenses weakened and irrational, I reluctantly tucked my succulent snack back into my desk and acquiesced. This morning I rushed in, only to find it...gone!"