Holy hell I have been busy!
Sorry it has been a bit since I have been on here but this spring has been kicking my ass.
Between doing house stuff, Sevendust, NASCAR, and getting ready for Rockfest the time has kind of slipped away on me.
Hope you have been having as much fun as I have and I hope you are ready for Rockfest!
We are down to 18 days!
If you don’t have your tickets yet keep trying to win them or just get them before it is too late!
Remember if you wait till the day of the price jump up more!
Hope to see you there!
And I will be back sooner than later!
This will make you laugh and help u wind down from pinkfloydfan
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 being repeatedly poked 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 considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he lived to be 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 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 minutes.
P.S.: 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.