"Oh what could you do to the great and powerful, Shakira? You work for me." I scoffed. "I'm surprised you haven't guessed who I am; considering my name and all. I am Po, the potato god and I have far more power than you, mortal!" Po boomed, "You will pay for what you have said about my creation. Now what shall your punishment be? Oh, how about DEATH!" If I had known that Po was a god maybe I wouldn't have a been so critical. I needed a plan. And that plan was to beg for mercy. "Pah-leeeaase, Po, spare my life! I really didn't mean any of those things I said! Please don't kill me!" I pleaded, forcing tears out of my eyes. He glared down on me. How could I have not known he was a god? His skin shimmered in the stage lights; it was far different from any mortal's skin. "Maybe I was being a bit too harsh. I shall give you two options. You may either become a potato with a small possibility of becoming human again or loose your singing voice forever. Choose wisely." How could I choose? Give up all my fame and my singing career or become a vegetable? I thought frantically, But there is only one wise decision. "I choose to become a potato. I need my voice." I answered decisively, nodding my head. "Really? You'd rather become a vegetable than live the normal life of a person who can't sing? Alright. It's your decision."
*Poof* Where was I? Why was I so much shorter. I looked around, realizing that I couldn't move. "This can't be real." I whispered in a panicky voice. "It was your decision, not mine." Po boomed. Before accepting my fate as a vegetable for the rest of my life I remembered something. "Hey, you said there was a small chance for me to become human again. How can I become myself?" "It's nearly impossible with your current state but there IS one way for me to turn you into a human." Po laughed. "But here's what you have to do. You have to gather three items. The golden pig from the state of Alabama, the best sour cream from the top of Mount Everest, and freshly butter churned 40 years ago. Oh, and you have two weeks." "This seems impossible!" I yelled. "Oh but it's not impossible, just highly unlikely that it will ever happen" Po responded, grinning. I can't be a potato forever. I have to do this.
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Hips Can Lie
HumorThis is the story of how the well-known Shakira had to make a decision that could change her life. Who knew that a normal day in the tour life could take such a twist? Could a huge mistake could have cost her career? Read to find out what tragic thi...
