by Dianne
Well,
A Girl Potato and Boy Potato had eyes for each other, and finally they got married, and had a little sweet potato, which they called 'Yam'.
Of course, they wanted the best for Yam.
When it was time, they told her about the facts of life.
They warned her about going out and getting half-baked, so she wouldn't get accidentally mashed,
A Girl Potato and Boy Potato had eyes for each other, and finally they got married, and had a little sweet potato, which they called 'Yam'.
Of course, they wanted the best for Yam.
When it was time, they told her about the facts of life.
They warned her about going out and getting half-baked, so she wouldn't get accidentally mashed,
and get a bad name for herself
like 'Hot Potato,' and end up with a bunch of Tater Tots.
Yam said not to worry, no Spud
would get her into the sack and make a rotten potato out of
her!
But on the other hand she wouldn't stay home and become a Couch Potato either.
But on the other hand she wouldn't stay home and become a Couch Potato either.
She would get plenty of
exercise so as not to be skinny like her Shoestring
Cousins.
When she went off to Europe, Mr. And Mrs. Potato told Yam to watch out for the hard-boiled guys from Ireland .
And the greasy guys from France called the French Fries.
And when she went out West, to watch out for the Indians so she wouldn't get scalloped.
Yam said she would stay on the straight and narrow and wouldn't associate with those high class Yukon Golds, or the ones from the other side of the tracks who advertise their trade on all the trucks that say,
'Frito Lay.'
When she went off to Europe, Mr. And Mrs. Potato told Yam to watch out for the hard-boiled guys from Ireland .
And the greasy guys from France called the French Fries.
And when she went out West, to watch out for the Indians so she wouldn't get scalloped.
Yam said she would stay on the straight and narrow and wouldn't associate with those high class Yukon Golds, or the ones from the other side of the tracks who advertise their trade on all the trucks that say,
'Frito Lay.'
Mr. And Mrs. Potato sent Yam to
Idaho P.U. (that's Potato University ). So that when she graduated she'd really be in the Chips.
But in spite of all they did for
her, one-day Yam came home
and announced she was
going to marry Tom Brokaw.
Tom Brokaw!
Mr.. and Mrs.
Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't
possibly marry Tom Brokaw
Because he's just.......
A
COMMONTATER
Idaho P.U. (that's Potato University ). So that when she graduated she'd really be in the Chips.
But in spite of all they did for
her, one-day Yam came home
and announced she was
going to marry Tom Brokaw.
Tom Brokaw!
Mr.. and Mrs.
Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't
possibly marry Tom Brokaw
Because he's just.......
A
COMMONTATER
8 comments:
Dianne That was very cute and clever. I never met a potato I didn't like. Thanks for the blog today.
J/L, My sentiments exactly!
Dianne, Thanks for the chuckle.
Hmmm...nobody here but us chickens....er, I mean, owls.
Hi hooters!
Loved the tater tale :) Dianne.
Starches are my big downfall!
I had a hard time getting motivated today.I dragged my arse out of bed and it was dragging all day long!
I spent most of my time cleaning out my home office. I get so much junk mail. At least online I can delete it lol!
Have a great Hump day tomorrow all!!
It's raining and blowing here. I think I might stay home and be lazy tomorrow. The poor dog (wimpy pit bull) is afraid to go out because of the rain and gusts of wind.
J/L, Same here and it is supposed to get worse overnight. I have a hair appointment tomorrow. I fear it will be a waste of money and as soon as I get outside I will frizz up like a brillo pad. But at least my gray halo will be gone. ;)
Good night and sweet dreams.
SacBarb There's something to be said for getting rid of the gray halo.
Sweet dreams.
Thanks for the comments. Been gone all day working and then to dinner with oldest granddaughter. A lot going on withba14 year old and not all peachy!!!
We are in the 60's today with snow predicted for weekend. At least we get to change clocks on Sunday.
Ok, off to bed. Another long day tomorrow.
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