Just when the Danish Butter Cookies finally disappeared from my office, another Good Samaritan brought a plethora of Little Debbie Christmas Tree cakes.

I’m starting to feel like Gretel…someone is definitely trying to fatten me up. It’s a conspiracy, I tell you.

We all know that Little Debbie is an evil witch. And I’m willing to bet her Christmas Tree cakes are laced with crack. Why else would I be unable to resist the power of her magic snack cakes?

Wanna bet who will be eating a salad for dinner tonight?