Mama You Ain’t Lived
…till you done ate a Fried Twinkie. All molten goo on the inside/re-heated donut on the outside, with a dusting of powdered sugar on top…the South has risen. At least until the chapter-elevening Hostess quits [baking?] them at the [laboratory?] Get your order in now at the Square Biscuit in Northfield, VT.
Posted on February 17, 2012, in food, humor, rural, Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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