Hostess Goes Belly Up
Hostess, the makers of Twinkies, Ho Hos and other dick shaped, cream-filled delights is filing for bankruptcy. I can't help but feel a bit responsible because when I was on the way to two and a half spins, Twinkie the Kid led my charge up fat mountain. Those damned things had quite a hold on me and made my face puffy (but less ugly since the puff covered up some of the ug).
Since I gave up that hell in plastic and/or weird foil wrapping I'm sure Hostess had great difficulty in finding a market quite as stupid as me. Bringing it back to me (like the selfish prick I am) I'm not sure I'm any happier off the junk food. I just know that I have more energy to be pissed off at things.
Since I gave up that hell in plastic and/or weird foil wrapping I'm sure Hostess had great difficulty in finding a market quite as stupid as me. Bringing it back to me (like the selfish prick I am) I'm not sure I'm any happier off the junk food. I just know that I have more energy to be pissed off at things.
posted by edP | 1:58 PM
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yeah, and we didn't even have the good brand name stuff- we had the Aldi knock-offs. D and I bought a single box of some odd flavored twinkies (I think they were orange or something) a while back and realized that it may have been the first and only box we've bought of them the entire time we've been married.
The first time we had the name brand living at home was when mom won the lottery
I was only 5 or 6 when that happened so I don't remember it much. I remember her having a framed photocopy of it above the desk in the laundry room for a while.
Okay, it's already the 14th in your time zone, but in mine it's still the 13th- happy birthday big brother!
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Thanks kid. Life is good here in DK
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