There once was a potata named Tots who loved to roll around to make the other potatas jelly. Because of this he was very, very popular and the other potatas did everything Tots did. Tots rolled and rolled and rolled untill one day Tots mama Tits got all worried. Tits told Tots not to roll around in the street. But did Tots listen? No. Instead Tots said to Tits,"Don't tell me what to do! You just jelly of my potata rolls!"
Then the next day, Tots was rolling around like normal, as the other potatas watched, when he rolled into the street." Oh no! My potata buns!" Tots screamed as he was ran over by a gravy truck and was mashed into mush.
Since the other potatas did exactly what Tots did, the other potatas mashed themselves into mush also. And at the same exact time the gravy truck tipped over and spiled gravy all over the potatas. Then Tits saw the perfect oppertunity to eat some potatas.
And this, my friends, is the origin of mashed potatas and gravy.
