So happy go lucky me skips into the kitchen hoping to see my glorious box of swiss rolls:
These delicious beauties right here! So I go to the pantry, expecting to see the last ones from last night to be there. But what do I find?
That’s right. The box is gone, and my unhealthy delicious sweet is gone! There are two probable culprits: my mom or her free loader boyfriend. I’m leaning toward the latter, though, because he’s done this before. Eating food that doesn’t belong to him. I didn’t see him pay for that food. And if you didn’t pay for it, you don’t eat it.
2 Notes/ Hide
- mizliz said: Omfg I’d kill a person. My mom once ate my last pack of Zebra Cakes for a snack and I said, “Mama, I love you, but I swear to god I will ruin all the food you love if you ever do that again.” NEVER. EAT. A PERSON’S. SNACKS. D:
- gamerchick02 said: Next time, put your special food in your desk in your room. I did it at college b/c I didn’t trust the roommates. Seriously.
- thedorkmistress posted this