I know you're all trying to steal my potatoes.

Please stop before you poison yourself by eating the ones with the deadly stomach-damaging pesticide on them.
[Well, the potatoes themselves are poisonous anyway, so I wouldn't care.]

 

*Mouth full*


wayousay?

 

Seriously. The people of Ireland Canada need those potatoes to survive.

 

*is holding a bag full of em'*

<<
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*looks away and whistles*

 

I saw that. Give them back.

NOW.

 

*sneaks around while you are distracted by Day~Dream*

 

I dont know wat ur talkin' about.

 

Ummmmmm... No. >_>

Your potatoes are as good as mine!

 

Not you too.

You crazy kids and your potato obsessions! *shakes fist*

 

i need an adult!!!

 

*Slowly puts potatoes back*

 

Thank you, young lady!

Now I know there is at least some good in the world.

AS FOR THE REST OF YOU. *takes out shotgun*

 

B|
*waves hand*
These are not the potatoes you are looking for.

 

You're Jedi tricks will not work on me, young man.

*cocks shotgun*

 

Fine.
These are not the potatoes you are looking for PLEASE.

 

AHHH! shotgun!!!

*runs away with potatoes*

 

He said please.

.____.

 

If they aren't, then show me where my missing potatoes went!

And your tricks still won't work, boy. Go back to Corus-whatever or wherever the hell you psychic alien non-human doohickeys come from.

"Please" does not work with an old farmer like me, miss.

 

*points at Day~Dream*

 

What? A dream stole my potatoes?

This sure ain't no dream!

Show me to this "dream", fancy man.