I mean, as opposed to my hatred for them yesterday. Well, you know, truth is, I've got two days left of this spud-free lifestyle, and I can honestly say that I'm not craving potato chips at this point. Mr. Lay and I might just have to call it quits.
Those new Wendy's fries and I have a date, however, and at 12:00 a.m. on December 1st, you know where I'll be.
Be that as it may, I've had a jolly good time on this whole little adventure (except for the parts that I was dying or in a feeble struggle with potato lust) and think I'm a better person because of it. The only question is: where do I go from here?
Not that Mr. Lay will disappear entirely, you realize, but stick figure me is going to have to find a new place to live and new lessons to learn. I suppose I'll just have to keep you all in suspense whilst you wait for what's next.
Please enjoy this potato haiku:
Potatoes are great.
They will never let you go.
I love them long time.
;)
Science!
Height: a miraculous 5 feet.
Weight: a jaunty 123 lbs.
Loving you long time,
Rini
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