September 24, 2004
They Need Your Help
Apparently, Hostess hasn't been doing too well in the market lately. See, I think they've declared bankruptcy. I think this Atkins shit is to blame, but who really knows. I don't understand a whole hell of a lot about business and the law and stuff, but a judge gave Hostess 50 million in real money to keep their ovens hot. I assume that it's bad when a judge gives people money, since I don't think judges get paid a whole lot.
What this means is that if you've got a hankerin' for some Twinkees, you may as well get them now before they're gone forever. In fact, maybe you should buy like 50 boxes and sell them on eBay 10 years from now. I'm sure you'd make a killing. Or a Twinking.
Posted by It Rhymes with 'Alex' at September 24, 2004 11:51 AM|
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There's a place on the corner of Milwaukee and Damen called Swank Frank's that sells fried twinkies. FRIED. They're a buck 25 worth of gullet lard for you and the wife. Posted by chris at September 24, 2004 02:32 PM |
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Why the shit didn't we go there when I visited in June? Posted by Alex at September 24, 2004 02:44 PM |
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I've seen fried twinkies before, and they look almost exactly as if someone swallowed a twinkie whole and thusly crapped it out whole as well. I bet they taste just as good as that too. Posted by Sean at September 24, 2004 09:02 PM |