Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community.
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma 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.Buttersworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high withflours.Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was notconsidered 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 was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dorsey 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 minutes.If this made you smile for even a brief second, please rise to the occasion and take time to pass it on and share that smile with someone else who may be having a crumby day and kneads a lift.
4 comments:
That is hilarious! I tried reading it aloud to my husband and couldn't stop laughing! Thanks, I needed that!
This is too funny! Where did you find this? Did he really "die"?
oh no......you need to dye your hair any other color BUT blonde girlfriend!
It's too tragic that the truth is that Pillsbury Baptist Bible College is closing at the end of this semester! When my husband came across your posting, which we had cut and pasted and stored in our Word documents, he said that the obit was coming to pass! He always considered himself the real Pillsbury Dough Boy, since he had worked in a bakery while going to PBBC! The school just ran out of money. They would appreciate your prayers and anyone else's who reads your blog.
Nancy Lou
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