Well, I was all angry and frustrated over my memories of being in the psych ward…so I went for a walk. My tummy started rumbling so I walked to the gas station and bought potato wedges with ranch on the side for dipping. Now, I’m at home and eating my potatoes.
I feel much better now, thanks guys for the support! Also, all praise to thy nourishment, oh Great Potato! I have eaten of your flesh and felt great solace! lol (I can’t stop trying to spread the word of potato because this old thread joke never gets old to me!).
Way back in the 70"s, I was taking car payments out of my SSI check. Needless to say, I had very little money for food. I lived on fried potatoes and coffee for months. Blood tests showed absolutely nothing wrong with my diet. Oh, Great Potato, It Is Thee who is King.
Das Patata Fheall… with its potataoist followers lol… I really like the gaelic word for conspiracy…and I picked patata because it was French and we all know French fries are great…
I like you jukebox but we both know we shouldn’t discuss this here… I apologize if we have offended you with potato talk… but its really just a forum joke… and is not ment to be a serious discussion point…