the Truth of the Muffin Snatcher

While traveling through Western Europe with my daughter and my wife just under five years ago, we bought a few McMuffins from McDonalds. There were two: one chocolate and one blueberry. My wife and daughter got bored as we waited about an hour for our train. When I went to find the bathroom a few minutes before the train was to arrive, my daughter convinced my wife to let her eat part of the muffins.

A few hours later, as we sat on the train with our stomachs grumbling, I grabbed for the sack of muffins. It was then that I discovered that the muffins were topless. She had eaten at least HALF of each muffin top. I was appalled. Instead of lashing out as I have been known to do, I grabbed my journal. In it I wrote: "One chocolate muffin. One blueberry muffin. SNITCHED!"