Would you miss or crave ?
Blame the Union
Would you miss or crave ?
Why don't you knock it off with them negative waves?
Why don't you dig how beautiful it is out here?
Why don't you say something righteous and hopeful for a change?
From Kelly's Heroes (1970)
Are you sure you're not hurt ?
No. Just some parts wake up faster than others.
Broke parts take a little longer, though.
From Electric Horseman (1979)
"I'm very important. I have many leather-bound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany"
I grew up on Ho-Ho's and I used to trade them in the school cafeteria for Fritos becasue my Mom wouldn't buy Fritos because they were junk food - ah, life in the early 70's!
Supposedly the shut down won't affect production of Hostess products in Canada, which are produced under license by other companies. And so the next part of Canada's plans for world domination comes to pass. First Bacon Crackers, now Twinkies!
Oh, JNA, you left off Michaelskis's favourite Hostess snack...the "Tweenkie".
I can't remember the last time I've had a Hostess product. It has got to have been at least 10 years ago though. So I can't really say I'm sad to see Hostess go. However it'd be a completely different story if it was Little Debbies...
I blame everybody! The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker. What a bunch of twinkie ding dongs, not a pair of sno balls in the bunch. Certainly not the hostess with the mostest, not with those cupcakes. Ho ho, didn't eat them then, donette them now.
Cautionary story: We had a cat that would climb to the top of the refrigerator to tear into packages of unopened Twinkies. She died of cancer. Draw your own conclusions.
“Death comes when memories of the past exceed the vision for the future.”
At the risk of being low-brow and a junk-food eater I ate a Ding Dong yesterday. The feeling I get while unwrapping that foil must be something like an alcoholic feels as the ice is dropping into his scotch glass. Yeah. Ding Dongs I would miss. I like them frozen. I would wear a suit made out of Ding Dongs and eat myself naked if that didn't seem like such a weird thing to want to do. Maybe forget that part but I still really really really like Ding Dongs.
God Bless and Keep You, King Ding Dong. You'll still be in my heart.
"...I would never try to tick Hink off. He kinda intimidates me. He's quite butch, you know." - Maister
I have to agree with those who say I will not miss them. Several months back I bought an apple pie. It cost about $1.50 and tasted like flat oily crust and applesauce. This was a far cry from the ones of my youth that we flakey, sugar coated and contained apple chunks.
We hope for better things; it will arise from the ashes - Fr Gabriel Richard 1805
1. he confessed to eating kiddie junk food yesterday
2. he confessed to eating kiddie junk food yesterday
3. likening consumption of kiddie junk food with an addictive mind-altering substance
4. that whole suit of frozen Ding Dongs hints powerfully at chronic undifferentiated schizophrenia
5. throwing in the image of ursus naked has just caused me to experience a minor brain aneurism
6. there was no soundtrack but I am reasonably certain he was singing that as he posted
7. sorry but including a bro fist is a truly pathethic attempt to achieve street cred or solidarity with others
8. it sounds like he's involved in a relationship with industrial food. This can't end well
I am laughing so hard at ursus' post - that does certainly beat your word girl reference this monring - omg - you rock my friend...
did you look at the similar threads at the bottom here: product recalls? LOL
Scene: a white padded room. ursus is wearing a straight jacket that has been completely covered with frozen ding-dongs. He is writhing around in a vain attempt to reach with his mouth a Ding dong located on his lower abdomen.
Ursus: want my ding-dong...want my ding-dong...want my ding-dong...want my ding-dong.....
Announcer (over): Those who truly appreciate the finest baked confections will go to extraordinary efforts to obtain the very best: Hostess.
Ursus: want my ding-dong...want my ding-dong....want my ding-dong...
[Hostess theme music up]
My consumption of Hostess products is limited to maybe twice a year when I am in a convenience store and want a cupcake or a ding dong.
Ursus is a good guy, but I will be a long time trying to erase the thought of him eating himself naked by eating his Ding Dong suit.
"I am very good at reading women, but I get into trouble for using the Braille method."
~ Otterpop ~
Cupcakes, but not the chocolate ones. The golden ones are the best...particularly in the morning with a Mtn Dew...breakfast of champions.
I'm sorry. Is my bias showing?
The ends can justify the means.
None of them tasted like they did in the 60's................
Had a friend that saved a twinkie for 10 years, I think the gas that developed in the bag exploded it.................
Hostess Cupcakes were OK, get to that creamy middle.............
The occasional twinkies, but there was just something about the green sno balls during St. Patrick's Day
As for our ursine friend's comments. Isn't there some sort of program where conselors come in and talk to people who have had tramatic experiences. We are talking years of therapy here.
When did I go from Luke Skywalker to Obi-Wan Kenobi?
Havent seen Wonder Bread in years. Mrs Katt and I did love the Twinkies. We often wondered what the shelf life was, but never had the will power to find out
I hate to break the good news to you, but Hostess brands aren't going anywhere. The recipes and brands will be snapped up in the liquidation process, likely by a competitor; my money's with Bimbo, although I wouldn't count Little Debby out.
Don't blame the unions. Blame mismanagement.
Growth for growth's sake is the ideology of the cancer cell. -- Edward Abbey