This is a sad story I heard on my radio this morning. But it's not sad in a "boo-hoo!" kind of way, more like "Good Lord, NO!" kind of thing.
Here it is...
The Pillsbury Doughboy died today at the age of 71 due to complications from a yeast infection, and being poked in the stomach too many times.
He was buried in a traditional grease coffin, and alot of his celebrity friends came to pay their respects including: Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, Aunt Jemima, and Capt. Crunch.
He was preceded by his death by his father, Pop Tart, and is survived by wife Play-Doh, and their children: John Dough, Jane Dough, and one in the oven (now I understand one of Kathy Greenwood's jokes! )
The funeral will at at 3:50, and held for 20 minutes.
That's all I can remember from it, but I was tearing!
Here it is...
The Pillsbury Doughboy died today at the age of 71 due to complications from a yeast infection, and being poked in the stomach too many times.
He was buried in a traditional grease coffin, and alot of his celebrity friends came to pay their respects including: Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, Aunt Jemima, and Capt. Crunch.
He was preceded by his death by his father, Pop Tart, and is survived by wife Play-Doh, and their children: John Dough, Jane Dough, and one in the oven (now I understand one of Kathy Greenwood's jokes! )
The funeral will at at 3:50, and held for 20 minutes.
That's all I can remember from it, but I was tearing!