Reading this headline is like observing an accident about to happen. Or a softball lob pitch just floating there. A lot of room for inappropriate answers to that question. I shudder to even think about dimmer weighing in with a response. Cum to think about it I probably should not have ev en hioghlighted this with a comment.
I shudder to even think about dimmer weighing in with a response.
Hey! That’s prejudice! I’m in tears.
I’ve never actually eaten a Twinkie (or any of the offshoots / clones thereof)—my taste is much more savory than sugary—but they do just look like something best kept in a bunker for a post-apocolypse treat, or maybe for use by astronauts on the first manned Mars mission.
I guess if they’ve been around for 80-whatever years they must have some redeeming qualities, but I have no desire to even just try one.