So when I was in college I used to hide Dr. Pepper under my bed so that my roommates couldn't steel them (I had my own room that NOBODY was allowed in unless I was in it, I like my space and privacy). Well I thought that now that I was married and have shared my bedroom and all my stuff with Brett, that I didn't need to worry about hiding my goodies, unless its that time of the month and I am overwhelmed with the disease of the munchies. But this week I was a victim of treat secrecy.
Brett came home with some Oreos the other night but when I didn't dive right into them he hid them! But I couldn't find them! Then on Saturday I found them, but only ate one. That BTW made one of my fillings fall out, so I didnt eat anymore. So he hid them again! Well sundays are my favorite days to munch so when I asked if he would get me two oreo's while I didnt look where they were. So he gave me two, a second later he gave me the package and told me that I could finish them off... I opened up the package with my mouth watering, to find an empty package!!
Out of the entire box...I ate 3! Somebody needs to work out, and it aint me!
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