a story of a potato
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Ongoing, First published Feb 18, 2015
Once a potato flew around a room before ryan came in. It made a mess everywhere. Ryan grabbed the stopid potato and chopped it into tall thin slices. Then ryan prepared a pot filled with boiling sizzling shmexy spicy hot llama oil. He took them and threw them like nothing but they were EVERYTHING. in the pot they turned into golden fries. But the most sad thing is that the potato family saw their own babies getting fried in hell for no reason. The parents already warned their kids to never fly around ryan's room they were never listening. A story of a potato, rip. You will always be remebered baby potatoes. We love you, we miss you. You are such an idol for the potatoes all around the world. VOTE IF YOU CRIED. "":( I did while I was writing this.























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