The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday in Minneapolis of a
yeast infection and traumatic complications from repeated pokes in the belly.
He was 71.
Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of
celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.
Butterworth, Hungry-Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess
Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described
Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Born and bread in
Minnesota, Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was
filled with turnovers. He was not regarded as a very smart cookie, wasting much
of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite
being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man
and served as a positive roll model for millions.
Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough, three children:
John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is
also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart. The funeral was held at 3:50 for
about 20 min.
If you smiled while reading this, please rise to the
occasion and pass it on to someone having a crumby day and
kneading a
lift.
On Friday, January 23, 2015 12:00 PM, William Williams
<carolbillwilliams@msn.com> wrote:
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