Billy jumped onto a tent, A white tent. I had a couple poop stains on it, but it didn't bother him. He started jogging down an alley as he saw a big white thing at the end. He questioned what it was, he couldn't tell from the back of it. The thing turned around and you looked, it was an onion! He had a beard that went down to the ground it had glasses, wise glasses. He opened his mouth, I thought he was going to say something but he just farted.
"I heard the potato police were up to get you I have an idea." He said in a quiet rusty voice.
"What's your amazing fabulous idea?"
"You're a potato right"
"Yes, last time I checked"
"dress up as a tomato"
"Okay"
