the one with the skin, the one that grows within, the one with the hard core, one not like the one before, you can do it in many different ways, it never seizes to amaze, potato
christina
The potato farmer looked up wearily at his wife. She was yelling again, or at least that’s what he thought. He had learned to tune her out on more occasions.
chantelle
mr head, he was so happy. but no one knew how he really felt. A toy, no real value. without feeling or really seeing the world, its playground. but no one knew what went on in his head.
Jenna
Couch potatoes look like potatoes after eating too many potato chips. Lack of exercise and sunlight makes them look like lumpy mashed potatoes.
njnewsource.com
I’m craving french fries like no one even knows right now. Something about how crunchy they are is so satisfying. Not just the taste – but the sound as I devour them is the greatest sound in the world.
rae devi sharma
the episode of full house when jessie gets married and the laft side of the audience says potatoe and the right side po-taht-to.
kyra
potatoes are super yummy to eat they are yummylicious oh wow they are good they can be made into potato chips and they are good. irish people ate them a lot don’t ask me why. they had a potato famine too.
A thousand and one potatoes stacked. Spud Mountain. That’s a lot of potatoes.
Marty Valencia
No more potatoes mother. I hate them don’t you know that. Stop trying to feed me those nasty things. Oh wait you can’t understand anything I’m saying. Man I can’t wait until I can actually speak real words and not just cry my lungs out.
Elise
Potatos suck. I hate them. My mother used to always insist on potatoes every single goddamn day, and she would force feed them to me until I would vomit. My dad would always say, “What a waste of good potatoes!” and my mom would just sigh, shake her head and start to clean up the mess.
Morga
Potato!
One word i struggle to describe.
How do you have yours?
Mash
Boiled
In Salad
Or Fried…..???
Best on Mum’s homemade HotPot!
YUM IN MY TUM.
Victoria Gregory
I love french fries. So much. I know that my parents want me to lose weight and be all healthy and pretty, but French fries? Really? I could never get rid of them from my diet. Goddamit, I want more right now.
Ras
fenchfries with ketchup and gravy and pouline and lots of other foods like icecream. Fried fat that’s bad for you. veggies that are good fibre. lots of other food. Feeling fat and ugly when you eat too many fries or icing
bre
Potatos make me think of death, not french fries. the famine in Ireland and then the black plague. Maybe I just have very deep-seated problems I never knew about.
Melissa
smashed potatoes at thanksgiving meal are delicious. the butter and the sour cream are so delicious. the time spent with family is amazing and priceless. thanksgiving time is always a great time to be home. being away from home its good to go back home and spend time with family. the potatoes are always delicious.
Jenn
soup
ireland
yum
uhhh
ear wax?
red
brown
french fries
potato gun
peel cooking
ho
shea
chips in the bag and the crumbs in my lap. i cant help but feeling lost in the salty crumbs. maybe tomorrow ill make cupcakes, and let the neighbors know im still alive.
katy
Potatos sure are yummy. The people in Ireland ate them alot. I really feel bad for those Irish people who lived druing the Irish potato famine. They had to live on nothing but potatos and then all the potatos died.
How much does that suck? I mean really, to only have one food source and for it to die off. Awful!!!! Poor things.
Aly
potato little word-so hard to spell!! Where is it’s toe? Why do I need it to have a toe? potato root of the earth root of irish ancestors, Aunt Emma leanning on her crutch with a hoe to get out the potato what stock I come from!
Marilaurice
it is brown
living deep underneath the soil
hiding from the sun
as it sprouts eyes in my drawer
trying to see exactly why we dug it up
why we choose to eat it
it wonders
Amanda Mary Rose
French fries. Carbs.Chips. Velvety when baked properly with copious amounts of butter. boil em, mash em, stick em in a stew. meals always turn into wonderful brews with potatoes around.
JJP
Potato. Hmm there is controvery over this word. Is it spelled potato or potatoe? If you ask a previous Vice President he’d have sayed potatoe. I’m not sure how he’d spell it now. Global warming maybe?
Melissa
so one day i was eating a potato when it screamed at me, what the fuck dude. i said to him sorry man but i got to eat. he said go eat a cow or something i have feelings you know. i said to him, so vegetarians are wrong then. he said yeah we have more feelings than a stupid fucking cow.
nathan man
Potatoes are from Ireland. My friend is Irish. My best friend. He always talks about change and, well, one time I saw it on his back porch. Just the clouds. Sitting over the pond, over the sun. Hanging there. I thought everything was so permanent, but then…. they changed. The beauty became disaster so quickly. So he told me. So he told me. You just gotta buck up and deal, dear.
Nic
What? Potatoes are weird. They sprout if you don’t put them in dark place then die if they aren’t planted. Otherwise, they rock, mashed, smashed sliced they are yummy.
Miss sia
Potato. This word brings many things to mind. 1. a delcious tuber that can be served in several forms, 2. an old, haggard, wrinkled and brown lady who may or may not have a personality disorder.
Lindsey Martin
from the potato grew a daisy.
rebecca
I’ve lived life considering the bad rap potatoes have gotten over being compared and sullen to the level of lazy human beings with nothing but self loathing contempt for their existence
The truth is that there is no nobler food than potatoes except
Oren Weizman
Potatoes don’t come from Ireland at all. They come from Peru. There’s even a blue variety.
Carol
The potato. A plant that hides itself underneath the ground, afraid of the judgment that it receives.
Jim
Potato show how humans want to control their surroundings. Our ability to control where they grow and how they grow.
But all I think about is how a little boy said potato. Po TA Toe
Robyn
Potatos are the apples of the ground. They are one of the most versatile vegitables out there, and make some of the greatest snacks and fattest people.
Dani
The potato top was positioned inside the glass of water held with tooth picks. There were some glimpses of life coming from it, strands of roots trying to grow.
Mary Lou Wynegar
I love french fries and chips. They are so delicious, yet i feel my arteries clogging. Someone close that bag of doritos please. Put the potatoes back in the ground, im not in IrelANd
Chris
pototo i say tomato wow i really cant write about this one. music now theres a word i could write about one word love one word music one word me =) well till tomorrow signed potato
kristin
If we were to be served one dish, just one dish that would have started an argument it would have been this one. Potato soup. Ever since we had arrived in the country we had made attemps to avoid this dish. But here it was. Potato soup.
Scott
Potato pie. How many people have actually eaten it? Not me. It just sounds really gross. I’m hard-pressed to eat loads of potatoes after being raised on a strict meat & potatoes diet. Mashed potatoes, baked potatoes, how many ways to make potatoes?
Stephanie
It isn’t that often that a man takes the time to really look deep inside himself … deep enough to know the true essence of his vegetable – counter being in life … if I were a man, perhaps I would consider the idea that a potato most suits the inner search for a soul-suit that I find myself constantly preoccupied with … but what kind of potato? And why a potato? … these questions are not questions that should even be given thought to … I’ll tell you why: it’s only by letting go of the search for truth that brings you to the truth. I know I am a potato. I don’t ask why. I just surrender myself to the spud. Simply put … I am a simple spud … no amount of questioning myself will change that … accept me … spud I am. Potato spud.
Alexandra
potatoes are among the most versatile of foods. my favorite way to cook them is to cover a pan of wedges in olive oil, fresh rosemary, and sea salt and cook them for about an hour.
the one with the skin, the one that grows within, the one with the hard core, one not like the one before, you can do it in many different ways, it never seizes to amaze, potato
The potato farmer looked up wearily at his wife. She was yelling again, or at least that’s what he thought. He had learned to tune her out on more occasions.
mr head, he was so happy. but no one knew how he really felt. A toy, no real value. without feeling or really seeing the world, its playground. but no one knew what went on in his head.
Couch potatoes look like potatoes after eating too many potato chips. Lack of exercise and sunlight makes them look like lumpy mashed potatoes.
I’m craving french fries like no one even knows right now. Something about how crunchy they are is so satisfying. Not just the taste – but the sound as I devour them is the greatest sound in the world.
the episode of full house when jessie gets married and the laft side of the audience says potatoe and the right side po-taht-to.
potatoes are super yummy to eat they are yummylicious oh wow they are good they can be made into potato chips and they are good. irish people ate them a lot don’t ask me why. they had a potato famine too.
somebody hacked into my ebay account yesterday and bought a heart shaped potato (along with a silver dildo, preparation h wipes, and a plastic breast thing) on my account. this led to some complications, mistakes were made, but it was all fixed. hoorah! if anyone wants to see the crappy potato thing here’s a link lol http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=290423165959&ssPageName=ADME:X:RTQ:US:1123#ht_500wt_1182
A thousand and one potatoes stacked. Spud Mountain. That’s a lot of potatoes.
No more potatoes mother. I hate them don’t you know that. Stop trying to feed me those nasty things. Oh wait you can’t understand anything I’m saying. Man I can’t wait until I can actually speak real words and not just cry my lungs out.
Potatos suck. I hate them. My mother used to always insist on potatoes every single goddamn day, and she would force feed them to me until I would vomit. My dad would always say, “What a waste of good potatoes!” and my mom would just sigh, shake her head and start to clean up the mess.
Potato!
One word i struggle to describe.
How do you have yours?
Mash
Boiled
In Salad
Or Fried…..???
Best on Mum’s homemade HotPot!
YUM IN MY TUM.
I love french fries. So much. I know that my parents want me to lose weight and be all healthy and pretty, but French fries? Really? I could never get rid of them from my diet. Goddamit, I want more right now.
fenchfries with ketchup and gravy and pouline and lots of other foods like icecream. Fried fat that’s bad for you. veggies that are good fibre. lots of other food. Feeling fat and ugly when you eat too many fries or icing
Potatos make me think of death, not french fries. the famine in Ireland and then the black plague. Maybe I just have very deep-seated problems I never knew about.
smashed potatoes at thanksgiving meal are delicious. the butter and the sour cream are so delicious. the time spent with family is amazing and priceless. thanksgiving time is always a great time to be home. being away from home its good to go back home and spend time with family. the potatoes are always delicious.
soup
ireland
yum
uhhh
ear wax?
red
brown
french fries
potato gun
peel cooking
ho
chips in the bag and the crumbs in my lap. i cant help but feeling lost in the salty crumbs. maybe tomorrow ill make cupcakes, and let the neighbors know im still alive.
Potatos sure are yummy. The people in Ireland ate them alot. I really feel bad for those Irish people who lived druing the Irish potato famine. They had to live on nothing but potatos and then all the potatos died.
How much does that suck? I mean really, to only have one food source and for it to die off. Awful!!!! Poor things.
potato little word-so hard to spell!! Where is it’s toe? Why do I need it to have a toe? potato root of the earth root of irish ancestors, Aunt Emma leanning on her crutch with a hoe to get out the potato what stock I come from!
it is brown
living deep underneath the soil
hiding from the sun
as it sprouts eyes in my drawer
trying to see exactly why we dug it up
why we choose to eat it
it wonders
French fries. Carbs.Chips. Velvety when baked properly with copious amounts of butter. boil em, mash em, stick em in a stew. meals always turn into wonderful brews with potatoes around.
Potato. Hmm there is controvery over this word. Is it spelled potato or potatoe? If you ask a previous Vice President he’d have sayed potatoe. I’m not sure how he’d spell it now. Global warming maybe?
so one day i was eating a potato when it screamed at me, what the fuck dude. i said to him sorry man but i got to eat. he said go eat a cow or something i have feelings you know. i said to him, so vegetarians are wrong then. he said yeah we have more feelings than a stupid fucking cow.
Potatoes are from Ireland. My friend is Irish. My best friend. He always talks about change and, well, one time I saw it on his back porch. Just the clouds. Sitting over the pond, over the sun. Hanging there. I thought everything was so permanent, but then…. they changed. The beauty became disaster so quickly. So he told me. So he told me. You just gotta buck up and deal, dear.
What? Potatoes are weird. They sprout if you don’t put them in dark place then die if they aren’t planted. Otherwise, they rock, mashed, smashed sliced they are yummy.
Potato. This word brings many things to mind. 1. a delcious tuber that can be served in several forms, 2. an old, haggard, wrinkled and brown lady who may or may not have a personality disorder.
from the potato grew a daisy.
I’ve lived life considering the bad rap potatoes have gotten over being compared and sullen to the level of lazy human beings with nothing but self loathing contempt for their existence
The truth is that there is no nobler food than potatoes except
Potatoes don’t come from Ireland at all. They come from Peru. There’s even a blue variety.
The potato. A plant that hides itself underneath the ground, afraid of the judgment that it receives.
Potato show how humans want to control their surroundings. Our ability to control where they grow and how they grow.
But all I think about is how a little boy said potato. Po TA Toe
Potatos are the apples of the ground. They are one of the most versatile vegitables out there, and make some of the greatest snacks and fattest people.
The potato top was positioned inside the glass of water held with tooth picks. There were some glimpses of life coming from it, strands of roots trying to grow.
I love french fries and chips. They are so delicious, yet i feel my arteries clogging. Someone close that bag of doritos please. Put the potatoes back in the ground, im not in IrelANd
pototo i say tomato wow i really cant write about this one. music now theres a word i could write about one word love one word music one word me =) well till tomorrow signed potato
If we were to be served one dish, just one dish that would have started an argument it would have been this one. Potato soup. Ever since we had arrived in the country we had made attemps to avoid this dish. But here it was. Potato soup.
Potato pie. How many people have actually eaten it? Not me. It just sounds really gross. I’m hard-pressed to eat loads of potatoes after being raised on a strict meat & potatoes diet. Mashed potatoes, baked potatoes, how many ways to make potatoes?
It isn’t that often that a man takes the time to really look deep inside himself … deep enough to know the true essence of his vegetable – counter being in life … if I were a man, perhaps I would consider the idea that a potato most suits the inner search for a soul-suit that I find myself constantly preoccupied with … but what kind of potato? And why a potato? … these questions are not questions that should even be given thought to … I’ll tell you why: it’s only by letting go of the search for truth that brings you to the truth. I know I am a potato. I don’t ask why. I just surrender myself to the spud. Simply put … I am a simple spud … no amount of questioning myself will change that … accept me … spud I am. Potato spud.
potatoes are among the most versatile of foods. my favorite way to cook them is to cover a pan of wedges in olive oil, fresh rosemary, and sea salt and cook them for about an hour.