The Potato Plushie

The Potato Plushie
You'd think that AJ only had animals in its game.

And animal plushies.

But there actually was another type of plushie.

Potatoes.

And I will tell you the story of how potatoes took over Jamaa, then were deleted.

Flippity-flop, here we go.

New Plushie
"OH MY GOSH! A NEW PLUSHIE!" I screamed as I stared at the computer screen.

AJ had updated the game. I was kinda glad, because they added new stuff.

Potato stuff.

Potato chairs, potato lamps, gosh, even potato suits to make Jammers happy.

But my favorite out of ALLLL the updated stuff were the plushies.

Potato plushies.

They came in ALL THE COLORS POSSIBLE.

Even poop brown.

And toothpaste with celery.

Anyways, there was one person that LOVED potatoes.

That was me.

So I bought all the potato stuff and threw a potato party.

The plushies had HUGE eyes and a little tiny smile. And it was a bit creepy at first, but then I got used to it.

Potatoes were cool. And they still are.

Anyways, when EVERYONE left the party, the plushie's eyes started glowing red.

It suddenly leapt up into the air (like the hot potato that it was), came down, and started dancing.

Disco lights came on, and it danced like there was no tomorrow, singing this:

Potatoooooo

The power of AWESOME NESSS

I AM A POTATOOOOOO

AND I WANNA TELL YA

THAT YER COOOOOOOOL!

BUT YER NOT COOLER THAN MEEEEEEEEEEE!

I AM A POTATOOOOOOOOOO

*drum solo*

POTATO TATO TATO TATOOOOOOO

I WILL TAKE OVER JAMAAAAAAAAAAA

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

IM'A POTATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOES

He started break dancing, stood up, bowed, then scrambled away on his fat potato legs into Jamaa Township.

I screamed, "NO POTATO! DON'T LEAVE ME!" and ran after the little potato.

But it was too late.

The potato was lost in the crazy mess of Jammers.

I began to cry for a minute, then saw that the potato had gathered an army of other potatoes.

It started singing that song again, and the other potatoes began dancing and singing as well, flinging jammers all over the place.

I ran.

Run. Run. Run.

Fling. Fling. Fling.

I could not do anything!

Run!

Fling!

I heard a ring!

And I turned my head: It was a thing!

The thing told me to not worry.

There is no need for such a hurry.

With a tap and a zap, the potatoes were turned into french fries.

I laughed and cried, oh my!

Out of a crazy army of potatoes,

Comes a big surprise!

French fries!