Meanwhile, in the messhall...

[nocturnemission]

[Rejoice! For there is a table overflowing with a mountain of twinkies, all cheerfully bright yellow with artificial goodness!]

Hey! Where's the cream filling?

[But, alas, much like the soul of an emo goth cutter kid, they are all hollow and empty inside.]

Comments

[athousandandnun]

The what?

[nocturnemission]

The cream filling. It's the most important part of a twinkie!

[athousandandnun]

[picks up a twinkie curiously]

And they're all gone?

[nocturnemission]

Yeah. They're all just empty cakes.

[athousandandnun]

How strange!

[nocturnemission]

I know! Who would go around de-filling twinkies?

[athousandandnun]

And it seems like it would take a lot of work to remove just the filling.

[nocturnemission]

Seriously. It would've been easier to just put out a snack that was gross in the first place.

[athousandandnun]

Do you think that was their reason? To make them less desirable?

[nocturnemission]

Probably. I mean, everyone knows that a twinkie is worthless without the filling.

[athousandandnun]

What about campers from places without them?

[nocturnemission]

I guess they wouldn't know... But still, who wants a hollow cake?

[athousandandnun]

I think there are some special cakes that are meant to be hollow.

[nocturnemission]

Really? What's the point?

[athousandandnun]

The skill of the chef, perhaps, and also the light taste and texture?

[nocturnemission]

Wouldn't it be better with delicious goo in the middle, though?