DOUGH BOYZ

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DOUGH BOYZ

S’MORE MONEY

The Visionary Boss

Before the world knew his name, S’More Money was just another cookie in the jar—sweet but overlooked. He grew up watching his family knead dough by hand, knowing deep down he was meant for more. While others were satisfied selling the same tired treats, he had bigger plans: to take the cookie game from the corner shop to the penthouse.

With the mind of a CEO and the finesse of a street king, he turned a small-time hustle into a multi-million-dollar confectionary dynasty. His signature creation—the Millionaire’s S’More—wasn’t just a dessert; it was a statement. Layered with 24K gold-infused chocolate, flame-kissed marshmallow, and graham cracker imported from the French Alps, it became the cookie of the elite.

His motto? “Stack it. Flip it. Never crumble.”

RICH
BUTTER

The Smooth Operator

If money talks, then Rich Butter speaks fluent currency. The second-born brother was all about the cream, making sure every move they made dripped in opulence.

He wasn’t just a financial mastermind; he was a luxury architect. Every high-end ingredient, every VIP client, every $10,000-a-plate dessert event went through him. While S’More Money set the vision, Rich Butter made sure they were eating good—literally and figuratively.

He negotiated exclusive partnerships with luxury brands, making Dough Boyz the only bakery serving Louis Vuitton Macarons and Rolex-Inspired Cookie Clocks at high-profile events.

His motto? “If the butter ain’t rich, we ain’t spreading it.”

CHIP
STACKERTON

THE WILD CARD INNOVATOR

Every empire needs a disruptor, and Chip Stackerton was the unpredictable genius who kept the Dough Boyz ahead of the game. A mad scientist in the kitchen, he refused to play by the rules.

While other chefs followed traditional recipes, Chip was infusing truffle oil into chocolate chips, crafting liquor-infused cookie cigars, and designing desserts that exploded with edible smoke. His flavors were legendary—his Salted Caramel Lava Biscuit broke the internet, and his Champagne & Caviar Shortbread was reserved for VIPs only.

With a rebellious streak and a taste for dangerously delicious innovation, Chip made sure Dough Boyz was always ahead of the competition.

His motto? “Risk it. Whisk it. Stack it.”

MONEY, POWER, RESPECT

Late night, city lights, and a dream too big for a small kitchen. Flour on the counter, butter melting slow—this wasn’t just baking, this was hustling.

“It started like all real moves do—lowkey. A few boxes slid across the table, hand to hand like something off the books. No storefront, no signs, just word of mouth and flavor too bold to ignore. The first bite had ‘em talking, the second had ‘em hooked. Before long, Dough Boyz was moving like exclusive drops—limited runs, high demand, no second chances.

This wasn’t grandma’s cookie jar. This was luxury with street soul, high fashion with sugar on top. Every release hit like a fresh pair of kicks, and the right people took notice. From the block to the boardroom, the name rang bells.

Now, the city knows. Dough Boyz ain’t just cookies—it’s culture. And just like the streets that built it, the hustle never stops.”

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