Ruth Siems, the Mother of Stove Top Stuffing, has died at 74. Mrs. Siems will be sauted with butter and water, fluffed with a fork and then lovingly wrapped in crinkly plastic and sealed in a red cardboard box. In lieu of flowers, the family has asked for a nice greenbean casserole and some Ocean Spray cranberry sauce.
(I'm going to Hell, aren't I?)
You are indeed wicked.
But in a lovely sorta way.
If I laughed (out loud) does that mean I'm going to hell too?
Thanks for the chuckle. Well-needed after some heaping helpings of family disfunction earlier today.
i love how they waited to announce her death until thanksgiving. she died earlier in the month, but lets make her obit have a holiday tie in...
and yes, you're going to hell for that...but it was SOOOOO GOOOOOODDD!!!
Well, you know, I've said so many things already that have paved my way to the underside of the afterlife, this should just cement my place at a good table there...
Omg!!! too funny.... I have to say with people like you in hell it sounds like a fun place to be. Think I'd rather go there I think....
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