In the year of our Lord Nineteen-Hundred and Thirty, a golden sponge cake with creamy filling was introduced into the world that gave families across the world a taste of happiness in their tummies. This gave us the quality 13% of our daily intake of saturated fat, that directly goes our rear ends (look around...twinkie butt is everywhere). Please bail-out our ability to fry this sweet loofa of goodness to tickle our throats once again. It’s not like they named it anything that may be offensive like HO HO, Ring Dings, or the ever popular Ding Dongs. Besides, how will we ever be able to use the “Twinkie defense” as a valid reason to commit a crime? I know that a piece of all of us has dies today with the end of the Twinkie. Maybe the Mayan calendar is correct Please POTUS save our Twinkie
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