Potatos:
"God bless us, and thank you for the marvelous food you gave us, amen." "Amen!" Exclaimed my four kids. I'm really lucky to have such great potatos. My oldest is Charels, then Suzanne, then Bob, then Jo. The wife is Barbra or Barb for short. We are all one big happy potato family! I'm just so grateful that I get to watch them grow up! Tee hee he- "Dad! Cmon can we eat yet?" Asked an impatient Jo. "Of corse, dig in!" I laughed at my little pun, potatos eat dirt and rainbows. "God bless u-" A hand came from the ceiling, and grabbed me. All of us were screaming hysterically and running around. "HELP JESUS FUCKING GOD HELP MEEEE!" I screamed as I was pulled out of the ground and away from my family. I looked up and I was face to face with a smiling hillbilly either laughing or crying. "I wonder if I can eat this doohicky!" It screamed at me. "NO PLEASE! I HAVE A WIFE AND FOUR POTATOS TO FEED!" the monster bit a big piece of my ass off. "WHHYYYY?!" I sobbed as I watched the monster spit my ass on the ground. "Well DUH I have to cook it first!" I then felt my heart stop. He shoved a stick through y entire body and rotated me over a fire while I screamed. "HEE HAA HOO! NOW LEMME TRY THIS!" He took another bite out of me this time my neck/back area. Then every thing went black.
"DADDY!" Jo cried as Barbara had to pull her and hide in the corner, waiting for him to come back. He is alive he is alive, oh god please let him be alive! She silently prayed. Suddenly something was thrown out the floor in front of them, and she heard screaming. Barb looked I front of her, her husbands corpse was lying in front of her with chunks bitten out of him. Then she heard a mocking laugh from above: HEE HAW HAW! instantly she was filled with rage. So was Jo, Barb could tell it was a mother thing-Jo then said, "I will hunt you down farmer brown, and I know that it rhymes! SO IT IS TRUEEE!" She cried. "Avenge your papa" the other told her children quietly and the cried themselves to sleep.
