This one time, Rob Short brought his mom’s Cabbage Patch Doll over to
my house when we were younger, like 16. I can’t remember why he had
his mom’s Cabbage Patch Doll, more importantly, I can’t remember how
it ended up in the oven, but or some reason we put the doll in the
oven. Later that night the oven got turned on and the rotten smell of
charred Cabbage Patch Doll filled the house. Right about then, we
remembered that the Cabbage Patch doll was in the oven.
I wonder what Rob told his mom?