Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

I'd just like to pour a 40 on the sidewalk for Hostess. Even though their best foodstuffs were abandoned long before this point (Banana Twinkies, Crumb Coffee Cakes), it's still a kick in the jewels.

And once more, as a reminder of happier times:

P.S. The (sort-of) tragedy of this is that I never got to try chocolate-filled Twinkies. More often than not, they were buy one, get one free and there was always the chance that I'd find them disgusting and I'm stuck with nineteen more of them.

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