Potato Soap Opra
One night, the women in the Potato family were preparing
dinner. Mother Potato and her three daughters. Midway through
the preparation of the meal, the eldest daughter spoke
up. "Mother?" she said. "I have an announcement to make."
"And what might that be?" said Mother, seeing the obvious
excitement in her eldest daughter's eyes. "Well," replied
the daughter, "I'm getting married!"
The other Potato daughters squealed with surprise as
Mother Potato exclaimed, "Married! That's wonderful! And
who are you marrying, eldest daughter?"
"I'm marrying a Russet!"
"A Russet!" replied Mother Potato with pride. "Oh, a
Russet is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!" said Mother
Potato.
As they resumed the meal preparation, the middle daughter
spoke up. "Mother? I, too, have an announcement."
"And what might that be?" encouraged Mother Potato.
The middle daughter paused, then said with conviction,
"I, too, am getting married!"
"You, too!" Mother Potato said with joy. "That's wonderful!
Twice the good news in one evening! And who are you marrying,
middle daughter?"
"I'm marrying an Idaho!" beamed the middle daughter.
"An Idaho!" said Mother Potato with joy. "Oh, an Idaho
is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!"
Once again the room came alive with laughter and excited
plans for the future, when the youngest Potato daughter
interrupted. "Mother? Umm... I, too, have an announcement
to make."
"Yes?" said Mother Potato with great anticipation.
"Well," began the youngest Potato daughter with the
same sheepish grin as her sisters before her, "I hope this
doesn't come as a shock to you, but I am getting married,
as well!"
"That's wonderful. Who are you marrying?" asked Mother
Potato.
"I'm marrying Peter Jennings!" the youngest Potato daughter
replied.
"PETER JENNINGS!?!" Mother Potato scowled suddenly.
"But he's just a common tater!"
:classic: mob
One night, the women in the Potato family were preparing
dinner. Mother Potato and her three daughters. Midway through
the preparation of the meal, the eldest daughter spoke
up. "Mother?" she said. "I have an announcement to make."
"And what might that be?" said Mother, seeing the obvious
excitement in her eldest daughter's eyes. "Well," replied
the daughter, "I'm getting married!"
The other Potato daughters squealed with surprise as
Mother Potato exclaimed, "Married! That's wonderful! And
who are you marrying, eldest daughter?"
"I'm marrying a Russet!"
"A Russet!" replied Mother Potato with pride. "Oh, a
Russet is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!" said Mother
Potato.
As they resumed the meal preparation, the middle daughter
spoke up. "Mother? I, too, have an announcement."
"And what might that be?" encouraged Mother Potato.
The middle daughter paused, then said with conviction,
"I, too, am getting married!"
"You, too!" Mother Potato said with joy. "That's wonderful!
Twice the good news in one evening! And who are you marrying,
middle daughter?"
"I'm marrying an Idaho!" beamed the middle daughter.
"An Idaho!" said Mother Potato with joy. "Oh, an Idaho
is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!"
Once again the room came alive with laughter and excited
plans for the future, when the youngest Potato daughter
interrupted. "Mother? Umm... I, too, have an announcement
to make."
"Yes?" said Mother Potato with great anticipation.
"Well," began the youngest Potato daughter with the
same sheepish grin as her sisters before her, "I hope this
doesn't come as a shock to you, but I am getting married,
as well!"
"That's wonderful. Who are you marrying?" asked Mother
Potato.
"I'm marrying Peter Jennings!" the youngest Potato daughter
replied.
"PETER JENNINGS!?!" Mother Potato scowled suddenly.
"But he's just a common tater!"
:classic: mob
