Funny story. One of my dealers discovered a sales person had inadvertently left a wrapped Twinkie in the engine compartment of a Mustang on the showroom floor (don't ask). That resulted in a 30 minute explanation of professionalism in the work place (who are we kidding, really). The response to which was Mr. Twinkie's appearance all over the store.
While I don't have the photographic proof that Mr. Twinkie kissed me on the cheek, I'm sure it'll end up on Facebook soon. In the meantime, Mr. Twinkie was exacting blind justice next to the awesome trophy we gave them for winning our Best in Show contest.
I love my life.
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