So I’m driving home from Mom and Dad’s, with my dinner in a paper bag and the M&M’s in a Ziploc bag in the passenger’s seat, when I take the turn off onto HWY 89 more quickly than I ought. This happens:
It was a very sad ride home.
(Because Schultz’s, when they go on road trips, don’t pull over for any reason. Except to go to the bathroom and I’d already done that.)
(Also, these were leftovers from Easter, which explains the color of the candy. Just FYI for anyone who was wondering.)