I have become a FATTIE PIG.
All I do now is eat, sleep, eat, go online, and eat. A week ago, I found Mummy’s Twinkie stash. I was so hungry for something. Ice cream made me sick last time. I thought “Hey, this look good”. It took me forever to open that stupid plastic rapper. I finally got my little sponge cake out of it’s prison. I remember bitting into the yellow cake and thinking I have found heaven. I loved my yellow cake. After a few more bites, I discovered this white surgery cream. I never knew that filling could be so good. It was better than Paris spa treatment.
All I do now is eat, sleep, eat, go online, and eat. A week ago, I found Mummy’s Twinkie stash. I was so hungry for something. Ice cream made me sick last time. I thought “Hey, this look good”. It took me forever to open that stupid plastic rapper. I finally got my little sponge cake out of it’s prison. I remember bitting into the yellow cake and thinking I have found heaven. I loved my yellow cake. After a few more bites, I discovered this white surgery cream. I never knew that filling could be so good. It was better than Paris spa treatment.
I couldn’t just stop after one Twinkie. I had to have me another one and another one. Once I finished my last one, I heard someone come though door. I moved right to my spot in the living room. I heard Claire bounce the door. She was talking on the phone to someone.
“Look, I had fun but I can’t go out tonight” she said into the phone. Then she said something like “I am not a robot OK, Night” than hangs up. She looks at me and said HI and saw the rappers on the floor. She shock her head and said to herself that Lyle probably did it. Thank god she picked up my mess.
I am not the only one who noticed my weight gain. Mummy wanted to start me on a diet. I don’t know what kind of diet. I hope it has Twinkies in it. I heard her say something to father about power walking. What is this power walking? Is there some power to this walk or does this walk give you power? I hope it not too bad.
I better go friends, I think I see West flying up to Claire’s window again.
You must cut down on the Twinkies. You can eat them,but noto so many!
Poor Muggles. I’ll try to spend more time with you. *cuddle*
West? Is that some kind of cheerleader code?
Don’t you know that old cheerleader cheer?
“We got West,how bout you? You got East oo,oo,ooooo!”
Dude, I’ll totally hook you up with Twinkies and spa treatments if you help me with my plans of world domination and murder.
Try them fried…
SO YUM.
Oh. How the mighty have fallen…and i’m not talking about me.
Mr. Muggles,
Whatever you do, stay away from the chocolate ones! They will make you much worse than fat!
Mr. Muggles, there is an actual cookbook all about food made with Twinkies. Ask your mommy to get it and make food for you.
(I think it has a pink and green Twinkie wedding cake on the cover)