That sugar free syrup is an abomination to all those that appriciate a good bottle of tree sap. My mom was diabetic so we had all the sugar free tidbits. The candies, the syrup, the “diet” sodas. Yicchh
Only if your grandma is alive. Otherwise it’s just a casket, a six feet whole, and a bunch of dirt. Oh, and also a stone slab with the customer information on it.
So fucking racist and we all should have known better but we didn’t. lol
Good to know my grandma wasn’t the only one crazy enough to knit dresses for her Mrs Butterworth bottles.
That sugar free syrup is an abomination to all those that appriciate a good bottle of tree sap. My mom was diabetic so we had all the sugar free tidbits. The candies, the syrup, the “diet” sodas. Yicchh
It’s a dress that doubles as a shuttlecock
Mrs. Butterworth looking foine.
Grandma would never have sugar free syrup.
Protecting Mrs Butterworths modesty.
Don’t go to the kitchen alone. That bottle is gonna start talking and moving.
You’d butter believe it
That stuff looks nasty.
Mrs.butterworth gets cold too
Who is Alex?
Throw out that trash corn syrup and buy grandma some real maple syrup.
Surprisingly, [there’s a song about this phenomenon.](https://youtu.be/BpMGvRWZ4gs?feature=shared)
Ms. Butterworth in danger of getting into trouble for indecent exposure or something?
Only if your grandma is alive. Otherwise it’s just a casket, a six feet whole, and a bunch of dirt. Oh, and also a stone slab with the customer information on it.
I bet she has one in the bathroom on the TP too.