11/16/12

my favorite twinkie memory....


....isn't actually my memory at all, but my brother's. He was in Junior High, sitting down to eat lunch in the cafeteria, when the school's big, ugly bully came over to pick on him. He rolled his fingers into a fist, and SMASHED my brother's twinkie, and walked away, with smooshed twinkie on his fist.
Whenever this memory is recounted, we all laugh hard. Because what was he trying to prove? Why did he think smashing a twinkie would intimidate anyone? It was such a classic mean-boy thing to do, just cliche. And it is just funny, to think of this mean kid smashing a twinkie out of his anger for the universe.

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