I think you are confused. Oats are rolled. Is it true that Mr. Peanut wasn't actually buried. He has creamated. I heard his ashes were spread like peanut butter over Newton Field. Maybe the Saturday MOrning Newton Field Coffee Club will toast Mr. Peanut at it's meeting tomorrow.
There'll be war, there'll be peace.But everything one day will cease.All the iron turned to rust;All the proud men turned to dust.And so all things, time will mend.So this song will end.
--Pink Floyd
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So, when Hudson builds the new high school we'll be able to say "Mr. Peanut will be rolling over in his grave when he sees this"?
I think you are confused. Oats are rolled. Is it true that Mr. Peanut wasn't actually buried. He has creamated. I heard his ashes were spread like peanut butter over Newton Field. Maybe the Saturday MOrning Newton Field Coffee Club will toast Mr. Peanut at it's meeting tomorrow.
I think someone should check Mr. Peanut's pulse. Can't you guys see his eyes open. Look closer he's kickin' the skunk. I think this is a hoax.
Nah, the skunk is figuring out how many cans of burnt peanuts he can get out of the cremains.
I think you're right Paul. If you play the Skippy Peanut Butter jingle backwards you can faintly hear: "Mr. Peanut is alive."
Spooky.
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