I compare twinkies to hotdogs and bologna...you don't know exactly what they are made of and if you did know, you probably wouldn't eat them.
My mom used to tell me that hot dogs were made of chicken lips...and then I would always say "But mom, chickens don't have lips." To which she would reply "I know, that's because they are in the hot dogs..." Yeah, I know...weird and off topic...just reminded me of that.
while I can appreciate the sweet and enduring qualities of a twinkie, I have to say I really wouldn't want to be one. or eat one, for that matter.
I'll tell you what: currently I'm living in a slum. I'll mail you some, and you can toast them and sprinkle them on your twinkies.
Are you sure that you want to be a fern? I threw a way over a 100 different ferns today because they were a tad too big. Watch out
You hear that Fitz? You shall be getting cockroaches sprinkled on you! Hehe...thanks a lot, Kitty. That's very kind of you.