Mrs. S had spent a bit of time making party favors for a luncheon. Inside each small Christmas paper was stapled a small plastic bag filled with seven foil wrapped Hershey Kisses. She had put the twenty-four party favors in a grocery bag in the back room, but forgot to close the door. That was her first mistake. Mrs. S left the house. That was her second mistake.
The smell of chocolate went right to my nose. It was at that point I lost control. I just couldn't help myself and stop at just one. I had to devour more.
I heard the screams just when Mrs. S came through the door. Apparently she had noticed the trail of torn party favors, plastic wrappers and foil pieces scattered all the way down the hallway. I dove for safety under the dining room table. Perhaps I did get a bit carried away. Seems that I left Mrs. S with only seven good ones. Yes,you read that correctly. I ate seventeen little plastic bags each filled with seven foil wrapped Hershey Kisses inside. Do the math. But really I think Mrs. S should sorta be happy. At least I didn't eat them all. She did have seven good ones to use.
You probably have guessed what happened next. I spent the next several days rather sick in bed.
Time is running out. With only days left till Santa's arrival I NEED HELP. I really want to be on Santa's good list. Any good ideas what I can do?
Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year!