I had to post this. My friend is so angry at the increased traffic of New Year’s resolutioners at his gym that he is doing a cruel test.
He is throwing one candy bar per day on the ground, just to see what happens. He bought five and has thrown one every day of 2013.
So far, he reports each one has been picked-up and tucked away.
I’m not sure I approve. But I giggled, nonetheless.
100 Grand are not candy bars. They are horrible mutants. They are lettuce wedges of vending machines.