I’m an Indian Giver Apparently

I went and picked up a little treat on my lunch to take home to Nick tonight:

Around 3:50, that baby started staring at me from the inside of my purse.

At 3:52, I was determined to ignore it.

Around 3:54, this was left:

Oops.

(This was supposed to be, oops, I didn’t mean to do that. Somehow I ended up looking like Austin Powers)

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