It is with the saddest heart that I have
to pass on the following.

Please join me in remembering a great icon.
Veteran Pillsbury spokesperson, The Pillsbury Doughboy,
died yesterday of a severe yeast infection and
complications from repeated pokes to the belly.
He was 71.
Doughboy was buried in a slightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities turned out, including
Mrs. Butterworth, the California Raisins, Hungry Jack,
Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, Captain Crunch
and many others.
The graveside was piled high with flours
as longtime friend, Aunt Jemima, delivered the eulogy,
describing 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
many turnovers. He was not considered a very
smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on
half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times,
even still, as a crusty old man, he was considered
a roll model for millions. Toward the end
it was thought he'd raise once again,
but he was no tart.

Doughboy is survived by his second wife,
Play Dough. They have two children
and one in the oven.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

Please keep his entire Pillsbury family in your thoughts
this holiday season.