Say you: *scratching head* I'm sorry, but what does candy have to do with guns?
Say me: Here, let me show you:
For some reason, I've had a hard time finding the little candy canes filled with Reese's this year. I generally get one for The Boy as he loves them. I don't like getting an entire bag, because no one else really likes them except me, and I certainly don't need them.
Then....score! Yay for Target!
Or so I thought.
Upon closer inspection, Every. Single. One. of those Reeses Peanut Butter Cup candy canes had been defiled in some way.
There were over 20 of them there, none fit for buying.* Since ALL of them were bruised and battered I smelled a rat.
And this past weekend, when I was knee-deep in Christmas madness and feeling quite curmudgingly, I was ready to go borrow a firearm, hunt down and shoot said rat. ->
*No. They were not fit for buying. I have standards, okay?