One of the biggest things I fear in my life is dying too young. I don't want to imagine the heartache and sorrow I will feel if on my deathbed if I look at myself in a mirror and realize that Paula Dean, with all her sugar-filled, fat-drenched, death-bringing foods, has outlived me. Woe would be me if that were to happen.
The above is more of a joke than anything. I don't really fear death that much, though it would suck to be outlived by Paula "Lets-just-add-another-two-pounds-of-butter" Dean.
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