Good night, Twinkie, filled with white "goo". Good night, Ding Dong, you had that goo too. Good night to the cupcake under my bed, good night to the Ho Ho, in my stomach, like lead. I never quite knew what exactly was in there, but in moments of darkness, I didn't much care. Of all the friends who have taken the test, you may be the one who understood me the best. I'll never forget you, really, how could I - you'll live on forever as part of my thigh(s).