Jill Y's neighbour's, Nephew's, Niece, Noisy Nancy Nugent, used to be really happy until she stopped and by stopped, I mean died and by died, I mean ceased to exist and when I say she ceased to exist, I mean she was no longer on this plane of existence. The plane she was on crashed and by crashed I mean collided with the earth and by earth I mean this planet and when I say this planet, I mean this big green thing we all live on and when I say all, I mean all except Noiseless Nancy Nugent. If there's one thing she was fond of, it was breakfast cereals. We'll all miss her so much but not as much as the Cheerios will: