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There were three lady potatos who lived with their mother.
One day at dinner the youngest potato said "I have some news, I'm going to get married". "Who are you going to marry", mother potato asked. "A russet" the daughter replied. "Oohh, a russet, that's a fine potato, he's a good catch" the mother said.
Then the oldest daughter said "I have some news, I'm getting married as well". "Who are you going to marry?" the mother asked. "An idaho" the oldest daughter replied.
"oohh, an idaho, that's a fine potato, he's a good catch"
the mother said.
Then the middle daughter spoke up "I, too, am going to be
married". "Who are you going to marry?" the mother asked.
"Peter Jennings." she replied. "Peter Jennings!" the mother shouted. "Why he's nothing but a common tater".
One day at dinner the youngest potato said "I have some news, I'm going to get married". "Who are you going to marry", mother potato asked. "A russet" the daughter replied. "Oohh, a russet, that's a fine potato, he's a good catch" the mother said.
Then the oldest daughter said "I have some news, I'm getting married as well". "Who are you going to marry?" the mother asked. "An idaho" the oldest daughter replied.
"oohh, an idaho, that's a fine potato, he's a good catch"
the mother said.
Then the middle daughter spoke up "I, too, am going to be
married". "Who are you going to marry?" the mother asked.
"Peter Jennings." she replied. "Peter Jennings!" the mother shouted. "Why he's nothing but a common tater".