If The Bard Had A Sweet Tooth…

…perhaps “Hamlet” might have been a little different:

To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the carb; For in that sleep of death what Twinkies may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal Ho-Ho, must give us pause; there’s the respect that makes creme-filled treats of so long life.

Oh yeah, and the maker of Twinkies has filed for bankruptcy. Thanks, Xeni, for the wonderful Twinkie death soliloquy.