Fun Size Candy Bars Are Evil.
I’m pretty sure I’ve had about 4 “fun sized” candy bars today thinking it’s no big deal because, well, they’re cute, and tiny, and so darn fun (sized).
Do you realize I’ve pretty much had a king size at this point? Not fun size,
king size.
Which will contribute to my king size rear end.
Why!? Why can’t I have a fun size rear? (hee hee, that sounds goofy)
Sigh- the dreaded king size rear all because of fun size candy bars that equaled king size c andy bars all in a tiny fun size disguise…
I must say-
there is no fun in fun size.
No fun at all…

Wait a minute!! Stop everything- I have been living under the misguided notion that fun size=fat free. That is why I was perfectly content to eat a 10 pack of fun KitKat bars the other night. Now I feel like a fatty