Her hat’s cool though.
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Hostess (or whomever owns Hostess these days) should probably put RJ on the payroll as a spokes-raccoon. In these healthy eating days, Twinkies have an image problem. I think they should slap RJ on the wrapper and hype their bad-snack ways. Market Twinkies the way motorcycles and tattoos are marketed. Sure, you may be a rolling donor patient and be scared for life, but look how cool you look doing it. CUT TO: RJ slowly taking a sensuous bite out of a Twinkie, cream filing oozing out onto whiskers. SLO-MO as he shakes his head, sending cream filling droplets spiraling in all directions. No past. No future. Now is forever. Who wants a Twinkie?
I love this one. It’s a pop culture demolition derby. We’ve got Twinkies, Breaking Bad’s Bryan Cranston as Walter White as his “nom de-crack-cook” Heisenberg (named after Werner Heisenberg the formulator of the Uncertainty Principle).
I should retire.
But I can’t.
Baby(ies) need(s) student loans paid off.