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 người nổi tiếng turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite 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. Doughboy rose quickly in hiển thị business, but his later life was filled with 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 he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived bởi his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived bởi his elderly father, Pop Tart.

I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.

Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! bạn always end up like this. Maybe bạn should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face hoặc back. Not me!

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It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.


Are we counting up hoặc down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, bạn don’t like him.
Boredom, bạn wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.


bạn get in trouble when looking for fun,
bạn get so tired when the ngày is done.
Soon as bạn get in bed,
bạn remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.


Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
bạn should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.

First get a cup of water and fill it half way then take your yêu thích chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm hoặc bracelet and dip it in the water the add some salt and stir it with the jewelry in it once it has dissolved add your yêu thích lotion only 3 squirts then dip your finger in and say the spell below


Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a hàng đầu, đầu trang to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be


Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot

I miss my old house. I was happy and fine there. I hate the monsters who screwed us out of there. I wish my parents could have fought to keep it and pay it off rather than find a rental house. I don't care for this new place very much. I hate that the phòng bếp, nhà bếp is downstairs, I hate the neighborhood and the area, and I cannot stand the động vật that make noise in the backyard all night long. I miss my old room, where I can watch the sunset in the summer, I miss going for long walks in my old neighborhood, and most of all, I miss the memories.