One day, I will be standing on top of the Empire State Building with a rocket launcher in hand and knowing that the end is near asking myself, "Why, oh why did I # this?"
Potatoes flood the street of New Tater City. The big screen shows GroaPotato, the conductor of the worldwide mess known as "Potato Blight." I figure that I, being the last human on this potato-filled Earth, will go down in a blaze of fire!! I get out my phone and check if PL servers are on. It turns out I am the last person. I check the CS, and no one has bought my items (which is weird because I am pretty sure Founder's Helms priced at 90 billion platinum is a fair price!). Then out of nowhere, potatoes flood Balefort Castle. Even Bill is overwhelmed. I quickly hide in the sewers, but potatoes are there, too. I run as fast as a little penguin can run. Then realize that there's a bigger problem at hand. I FORGOT THE TOILET PAPER!!!!!! AGAIN!
There's only one way to go about this. I get my hand and...
turn the door knob and run. Pull my pants up and pray for dodges as taters overrun the sewers. I run back because I forgot to flush. Then I run. Then I realize that I forgot my rocket launcher. Quickly, pants falling down (ok I'll be honest here. When you're the last one alive. You don't wear pants. You wear dresses. Like 100x more stylish) I dive for the rocket launcher as spuds rain down from the ceiling. I fire the rocket launcher and close my eyes----
But I am too l8. GroaPotato has arrived. and I say the best last words ever.
#FreeThePotatoes
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