The firing squad panicked and Sarah, taking the opportunity, managed to escape.
Mitt Romney was next to be placed against the wall. The squad collected again and Mitt wondered if he could try his luck. So, just before the firing order was given, he shouted, “Twister!”
Again the squad ran helter skelter and Mitt, taking advantage of the situation, gave them the slip.
Now, it was Obama’s turn and he was placed against the wall. He thought to himself, “I can play the same game – I just have to scream out something about a disaster and escape.”
As the guns were raised in his direction, he confidently screamed, “Fire!”
Please join us in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community.
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 75. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects at his funeral, including Mrs Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies. Captain Crunch sent his apologies. The grave-site was piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy in the graveyard and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who did not realize how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show 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, even as a crusty old man, was considered a roll model for millions.
Doughboy is survived by his wife, Playa Dough; two children, John Dough and Jane Dough; plus they have one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart. The funeral was held at 2:50 for about 20 minutes.
