One night, the Potato family sat down to dinner - Mother
Potato and her three daughters. Midway through the meal, the eldest daughter
spoke up. "Mother Potato?" she said. "I have an announcement to
make."
"And what might that be?" asked Mother, seeing
the obvious excitement in her eldest daughter's eyes.
"Well," replied the daughter, with a proud but
sheepish grin, "I'm getting married!"
The other daughters squealed with surprise as Mother
Potato exclaimed, "Married! That's wonderful! And who are you marrying,
eldest daughter?"
"A Russet!" replied Mother Potato with pride.
"Oh, a Russet is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!"
As the family shared in the eldest daughter's joy, the
middle daughter spoke up. "Mother? I, too, have an announcement."
"And what might that be?" encouraged Mother
Potato.
Not knowing quite how to begin, the middle daughter
paused, then said with conviction, "I, too, am getting married!"
"You, too!" Mother Potato said with joy.
"That's wonderful!
Twice the good news in one evening! And who are you marrying, middle daughter?"
"I'm marrying an Idaho!" beamed the middle daughter.
"An Idaho!" said Mother Potato with joy.
"Oh, an Idaho is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!"
Once again, the room came alive with laughter and excited plan for the future, when the youngest Potato daughter interrupted. "Mother? Mother Potato? Um, I, too, have an announcement to make."
"Yes?" said Mother Potato with great anticipation.
"Well," began the youngest Potato daughter with
the same sheepish grin as her eldest sister before her, "I hope this
doesn't come as a shock to you, but I am getting married, as well!"
"Really?" said Mother Potato with sincere
excitement. "All of my lovely daughters married! What wonderful news! And
who, pray tell, are you marrying, youngest daughter?"
"I'm marrying Piers Morgan!"
"PIERS MORGAN?" Mother Potato scowled suddenly.
"But he's just a common tater!"
I had to read that last line twice, then I almost snorted.
ReplyDeleteI would let out this loud groan that's built up inside of me, but I'm afraid the building occupants would evacuate, fearing an earthquake was about to reduce the structure to a chaotic mass of rubble.
ReplyDeleteOh, and the joke was awful, too.
Yeah I should have went with Piers Morgan.
ReplyDeleteOK, now that was funny!
ReplyDeleteLate but I fixed it.
ReplyDeleteGreat. Now i have the mental image of PM consumating his wedding with a potato.
ReplyDeleteTHANKS