At work today, where I did inventory on a 7-Eleven for the first time, I ran across Hostess Orange Cupcakes.

My dad would bring home Hostess snack cakes for the family when I was a kid and, even as a child of special education, I knew that those Orange cupcakes did not hit the palette right at all.

I think that they instilled in me - at that young age - that some foodstuffs just don't go together (looking right at you, you bunch of let's-put-bacon-on-fucking-everything-even-the-desserts sociopaths).