Food Fight
So I'm in my kitchen...and anthropomorphism ensues. Right before my eyes. There was no stopping it.
POTATOES: *are mashed* Ahhh, don't I make the loveliest of vegetables?
FROZEN SOY CHICKEN PATTIE IMMITATE: Save it for your mama, Po to the Taytoes. I've got protein!
ME: ...actually not that much. Could get more from baked beans.
FSCPI: WHAT?! BAKED BEANS?
ME: Yeah, and Pluto's not a planet anymore. Get over it. Jesus, don't I have any less talkative green veggies?
LESS-TALKATIVE GREEN VEGGIES: *are M.I.A.*
Well, that concludes my kitchen experience. Good night, all.
POTATOES: *are mashed* Ahhh, don't I make the loveliest of vegetables?
FROZEN SOY CHICKEN PATTIE IMMITATE: Save it for your mama, Po to the Taytoes. I've got protein!
ME: ...actually not that much. Could get more from baked beans.
FSCPI: WHAT?! BAKED BEANS?
ME: Yeah, and Pluto's not a planet anymore. Get over it. Jesus, don't I have any less talkative green veggies?
LESS-TALKATIVE GREEN VEGGIES: *are M.I.A.*
Well, that concludes my kitchen experience. Good night, all.