My dad loved Cheerios. He had been eating them every day of his life since he was about twelve years old. Well about a year ago he couldn't eat them any more because he had to have a feeding tube put in. That was the only food that he really missed. He was 81 when he died.
Well, one of my sisters decided to send him into the after life with his favorite thing. She tucked a fresh box into his casket.
R.I.P. Dad... and don't eat the whole box in one sitting.
