The gloriousness of Mr. Potato head was indescribably beautiful. Jeremy couldn't decide what looked better, the perfectly shiny nose, the slicked mustache, or the tiny bowler hat that sat atop his porous head.
" So, this is the one and only, infamous Jerry" Mr potato head said with a nasal voice.
" I saw how beautifully you ate your tater tots. Would you care to give a demonstration?" He asked.
Out of nowhere, mini potato servants popped out of the floor and set up a table with the puffy potatoes on a plate.
" U-uh... Isn't this kind of like canibalism for them?" Jeremy pondered, as he walked towards the plate of fluffy deliciousness.
Why does everyone keep on getting my name wrong? The handsome guy thought.
He sat down, and ate the tater tots the same way he did before. They all looked at his lips as he stuffed the fried delicacy into his mouth.
