Talk:Split Pea/Gallery/@comment-27853587-20170723014012

Doing this for Jungle Shark.

Jungle Shark wrote: i am commenting this to get the acheviment of commenting on a blog. have a nice day! Also, plz go onto a random page and write a love story of how u fell in love with, dated, and eventally married a potato and link the page as a reply to this comment plz. :D

Once upon a time, there was a potato.

I was going to eat it, but there was something about this potato...

Maybe the fact that it had eyes, a nose, mouth, arms, and legs.

Maybe something else. Maybe that it said "PLEASE don't eat me".

So I refused to eat it. My parents put it in front of me, on a plate. I refused. "Don't play with your food", they said, "It's disgusting". When I asked it out, and it said yes, I went out, saying that I was a dinner date. "I see your dinner, where's your date?" was his reply.

We had a nice dinner, steak for me, fertilizer for him.

After a few more days, we decided to get married, on the kitchen counter.

"Do you accept this potato to be your spouse, even though it is genderless", said the priest potato.

"I do", said.

"And do you accept this genderless human to be your spouse?", said the priest potato.

"I do", said the potato.

We lived happily for a few days.

Then tragedy struck.

According to the doctor, I had a disease called schizophrenia.

I took the perscribed medication.

Then, the truth hit me.

The potatoes weren't sentient. They never were.

It was just a normal, soft, rotting potato. Just some dirt next to two normal potatoes on the counter.

The end.

(Psst. This isn't vandalism, potential reporters.)