I'm talking about Twinkies, and SnoBalls, and HoHo's, and Cupcakes, and Hostess bread, the one that "builds strong bodies 8 ways", and.... *uncontrolled sobbing*
Hostess Brands, the company that bakes all those goodies, is closing its doors...er...ovens...for good. They've been bankrupt for months now, and their "best and last offer" to their union has been rejected. Turn out the lights, the party's over.
How could this happen? We're Americans. We're fat. I would have thought the company that bakes all these hi-cal delights would be rolling in dough (pardon the pun). How inept do you have to be to muck up a powdered-sugar-covered donut company in America?
RIP my friends.
These guys just don't seem to be happy unless they're miserable. Their "leaders" have an odd way of thinking. Or do they? It's hard to be the leader of a beat-up group unless you have a beat-up group to lead. So you just make sure your people are beaten up on a regular basis. Just lob a few missiles and then sit back and wait for the inevitable whuppin'. Is this their version of job security? Go figure.
Oh well. Now go out and start your weekend (yes, it starts on Friday) with a farewell Twinkie.