This Is How A Genius Solves A Problem

My bag of hard candy drops ripped open and I had a choice. Just let them pile up in the draw next to my bed like some old cat lady or find something convenient to put them in. Instantly the over developed problem solving part of my brain realized I had the perfect container at my disposal all along. The problem is once again solved. Someone needs to send me to the Middle East so I can fix those trouble right quick. Because that's what happens. I show up. I see a problem and it is solved. Oh McDonald's Happy Meal Toys - are their anything you can't make better? And I found that I still have the sticker sheet.

 

Judge me when all YOUR candy is in one bucket.