Big_Boss_77

I should call her…

If the porridge is as runny as she says…it probably wouldn’t hurt

You have to eat him… look at that face, he saw you and instantly relief washed over him. He knows his time of struggle and toil is near its end, and by nourishing you he will have fulfilled his ultimate purpose. There is no greater honor among potato kind, to leave him sitting, forcing him to go on in the hellscape we call life? What kind of a monster could do that?

Sounds like an unpleasant venereal disease…

No clue tbh… never used Facebook