I don't like twinkies. My mom didn't let me have stuff like that when I was little. Plus a good friend of the family worked at a hostess factory when he was in college-- and was talking about how back in the day they'd have to scrape the gooey filling out of these bit vats and he worked next to a guy who always got his armpit hair stuck on the edge of the vat. That just doesn't make me want a twinkie.
i could also probably eat ding dongs all damn day long. i used to come home from school every day and eat a hostess cupcake and about 5,000 potato chips while drinking lemonade and watching Thundercats.
I don't like twinkies. My mom didn't let me have stuff like that when I was little. Plus a good friend of the family worked at a hostess factory when he was in college-- and was talking about how back in the day they'd have to scrape the gooey filling out of these bit vats and he worked next to a guy who always got his armpit hair stuck on the edge of the vat. That just doesn't make me want a twinkie.