Midnight in the Garden of Nutter Butter – A Mr. Peanut Joint

I needed some more cleaning supplies tonight, so I made a late-night dash to the local grocery store. I tend to enjoy going late at night because there are less lines and you always see extremely colorful people. Tonight the crowd was pretty mundane, save the cavalcade of four overly energetic teenagers stocking shelves.

Because they had blocked my shortest exit route, I had to detour down the snack aisle. I am not a astrologist, nor am I a physicist. I do know without a shadow of a doubt that Forces Unknown caused a package of Nutter Butter’s to apparate into my shopping cart. As if that wasn’t distressing enough, I have almost eaten half the package and this trip only occurred 20 minutes ago.

I have to go now… Mr. Peanut is beckoning me into oncoming traffic.