You start off as a flour plant (bush? Tree? I don'tknow) you are perfectly happy and content with your existence. You've got your dirt, water, and other flour things.
"Man, I am perfectly happy with my existence."
You somehow say with your plant mouth. You spend your days absorbing dirt stuff and looking at dat flour ass.
But then...
Out of nowhere a fucking tractor comes along and starts eating up all your flour friends.
"Oh damn! All my homies be getting scooped and shit boi, I better git outta here."
But you can't cause your a plant, dumbass.
So you just sit there and watch as your untimely demise approaches.
You. Are. Scooped.
-----------------------------------------------------------That is the end of Ch.1
But don't be upsetti. There will be more spaghetti. Peace.
SnakeFang46 🐍
