whoa whoa everybody hold the fucking phone, THINGS ARE GOING DOWN
The biscuit tin at work, which is normally filled up with the crappy dregs of biscuits liked malted milks and custard cremes has had a huge injection of outside wealth including Bourbons, chocolate digestive and the Holy Fucking Grail themselves CADBURY MINI ROLLS. Today is a fine day 
Now how do I make sure that nobody else finds them? 