They're here, they're starchy, watch out.


by Elizabeth

One day, a potato grew on a farm. There was something different about the potato.  He was much bigger than the other potatoes.  The same day, a farmer named Billy Bob Joe said, “I’m goin’ in the shed.”  He went in the dusty shed and got a shovel, and yanked the potato out of the ground.

He washed it and sold it to a lady for $2. She put him in the car.  The potato jumped out of the car and said, “Yee ha!  I’m out!  I will name myself Steve.” So “Steve” rolled away and said, “I will take a roll now.”

He saw a graveyard and went in.  He got taken by ghosts who turned him into a ghost.  He was never seen again.


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