Girl Potato Boy Potato

Girl Potato Boy Potato

Girl Potato Boy Potato

Well, Girl Potato and Boy Potato had eyes for each other, and finally they got married, and had a little sweet potato, which they called ‘Yam.’

Of course, they wanted the best for Yam.

When it was time, they told her about the facts of life.

They warned her about going out and getting half-baked, so she wouldn’t get accidentally mashed, and get a bad name for herself like ‘Hot Potato,’ and would end-up with a bunch of Tater Tots.

Yam said not to worry; no Spud would get her into the sack and make a rotten potato out of her!

But on the other hand she wouldn’t stay home and become a Couch Potato either.

She would get plenty of exercise so as not to be skinny like her Shoestring cousins.

When she went off to Europe, Mr. and Mrs. Potato told Yam to watch out for the hard-boiled guys from Ireland. And the greasy guys from France called the French Fries. And when she went out west, to watch out for the Indians so she wouldn’t get scalloped.

Yam said she would stay on the straight and narrow and wouldn’t associate with those high class Maris piper, or the ones from the other side of the tracks who advertise their trade on all the trucks that say, ‘Doritos.’

Mr. and Mrs. Potato sent Yam to Potato University so that when she graduated she’d really be in the Chips.

But in spite of all they did for her, one-day Yam came home and announced she was going to marry Tom Brokaw.

Tom Brokaw!

Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.

They told Yam she couldn’t possibly marry Tom Brokaw because he’s just…are you ready for this?

A COMMONTATER.



Joke Of The Day

The Spuds had three daughters, all of whom went away to college. There they met and dated several different people. All three became engaged at the same time, and went home to tell their parents.

The oldest daughter said, “Mom, Dad, I have some good news. I’m getting married!”

The parents asked, “So who is the lucky fellow?”

“His name is Daniel Russet,” the daughter said, with a hint of pride in her voice.

“Wonderful!” The proud parents exclaimed. “The Russets are a distinguished line of potatoes!”

The middle daughter said, “Mom, Dad, I have good news, too. I’m also engaged to be married.”

“And who are you going to marry, dear?”

“His name is Benjamin Idaho,” the daughter replied.

“Oh, the Idahos are a fine old potato family,” Mom and Dad Spud said. “We’re so happy for both of you!”

The youngest daughter’s turn came. She said, “Mom, Dad, you won’t believe this. I’m engaged, too!”

“And who is your lucky fellow?” the parents wanted to know.

His name is Tom Brokaw,” was the reply.

At this the parents looked at their youngest daughter with a disapproving stare. “But, honey,” they gasped. “That won’t do at all! Why, he’s just . . . a common tater!”