They taunt me from the check-out line at the grocery store. “Buy me.” “Eat me.” “You know you want to.”
You’ve heard them, too, no doubt. They’re persistent little things.
But I have willpower. I walk triumphantly past them and pay the cashier for my basket of fruits and veggies. Victory.
…and then I go home and make them myself.
Because, who doesn’t love a Hostess cupcake, after all?