Frickin’ Shrink-Wrap Packaging

I was able to “brush” a bag of marshmallows into our cart last weekend.  I unloaded the cart.  I unpacked that particular bag, upon arriving home.  


The perfect crime.


My wife went to bed.  I heard the door close.  I got under the afghan and queued up the ‘Dr. Who’ via Netflix.  I partook.  She came down the stairs.

“What are you eating?”, she asked.

“What makes you think I’m eating something?”, I replied.

“I heard the bag.”

Frickin’ shrink-wrap bags….

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