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Creme Filled Snacks


Today I am thankful for creme filled snacks.


Hostess is going out of business.  The Republicans are blaming the unions. 

Yeah...right....

They'd be better off blaming Michelle Obama and her war on sugar. 

Hostess filed bankruptcy in January and floated the idea of liquidation back then.  Google it if you don't believe me. 

The union employees probably didn't want to take a pay cut and impact their unemployment benefits. 

We all know this isn't the end of Ding Dongs, Twinkies and cement laden Wonder Bread.  Some marketer will buy the brand and the recipes and move the operation to Mexico or somewhere cheaper to produce crappy snack foods. 



You know, I've never had a snowball.  I guess I should go buy one. 

They always looked a little perverted to me. 

As a kid, I didn't find the look appealing but now.....it isn't all that bad. 

Sigh....

I stopped eating that crap when I became a model way back in the day. 

Okay, okay....the truth of the matter is that I just stopped eating.  No one tells you that it kills your metabolism when your old and going gray. 

That's not true.  My first boyfriend would freak out and take me out to dinner.  You know someone loves you when they share their food with you.  If I only knew what I could have done to make him happy and give me a protien shake, we'd probably have never parted.  It certainly would have been much cheaper than eating out all the darn time. 

Ah, to be young and ignorant.  He was the pervert.  He should have educated me.   Ah, it is just my luck to attract all the sweet gentleman to my side.  My friends get the cheating perverts.  I get the nice guys who want to wait until my divorce is final.  My friends are chunkier and have wider smiles.  I frown but am more slender because I get my exercise climbing the walls. 



On the bright side, I'm sure I'll survive the apocalypse.  I don't need food to survive.   I'm ready for it...bring it baby. 

Not really....I'll probably get shot when the government rounds up the activists.

According to the conspiracy theorists, I'm already dead. 



Oh....on another note, I saw a story from The Onion that makes me smile. 

Laid-Off Hostess Employee Forced To Look For Creme-Injecting Job Elsewhere

http://www.theonion.com/articles/laidoff-hostess-employee-forced-to-look-for-cremei,30425/

That's funny....I know several women looking for someone for just that very thing. 

Good luck to him. 

Love ya,

S. 

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