According to CNN.com, Hostess is closing for good.
No more CupCakes (does anybody else remember those commercials with the sharks eating the fat lady in the inner tube with a bathing suit that resembled a CupCake and after they ate her, they looked at each other and said, “Hey! Where’s the cream filling??” Sigh.)
No more HoHos.
No more waxy chocolate mini-donuts.
NO. MOAR. TWINKIES.
The how or why they are closing is irrelevant to me (on a serious note: my heart aches for the 18,000+ that will lose their jobs as a result). The only thing that matters to me is the fact that they are closing down.
I seem to remember a certain turn of events in a movie that was centered around finding the last Twinkie on the planet.
Woody Harrelson went completely bat-shit crazy and almost got Jesse Eisenberg killed by a zombie in that grocery store because he was obsessed with finding Twinkies because one day, all of the Twinkies would be gone.
Friends? Apparently that day is closer than any of us could have ever imagined.