Potato Puns Novels & Stories

James is looking like he wishes the aliens would beam him up as he eats a forkful of green beans. Erin sighs and mutters, “this is so uncomfortable I can taste it. Give the guy a break. Far out. Big Sis is feeling like trash right now.” Then Marcy nudges a bowl across the table toward James. “Beans won’t cut it. Potatoes don’t care if you’re emotionally stunted. Have some more.” James looks at the twins and starts laughing. “Thanks. I think potatoes are the best therapy. But last time we had fried chicken and cheesecake, didn’t we, Serena?”

Diya “We are not slaves,” Ruby shouted as he halved the potato without touching it. "Are you seriously going to keep quiet and let her treat us like that?" She stabbed the potato. "I mean, who does she think she is?” “Ruby, quiet down. They can hear.” I signaled my eyes at the men, who were keeping a close eye on us. “I don’t care,” she shrugged. Ruby grabbed another peeled potato and did the same process. She was exercising all her frustration on the potatoes. She was also very vocal, which was going to get her in trouble if she does not keep quiet soon.

They even had seconds on the candy bar salad, chemical shitstorm or not. “I like our potlucks here, but next time we have one, you’re going to need those funeral potatoes. People are going to love them.” Alicia leaned back in his chair. “We’ll need to buy about ten more slow cookers for that,” Dante teased. “I can just do it as a hot dish,” I said, leading us to an entire conversation about what the term “hot dish” meant in potluck circles. We barely had things cleaned up when it was time to go to the run.

He nodded, no. “Nothing” I passed him the spoon. “What I'm I supposed to do with this?” He asked swinging the spoon around. “Use it to mash the washed potatoes in the bowl,” I said scooping butter on a smaller plate. He started to pound on the potatoe. I laughed at the amount of strength was putting into it. “What’s so funny” Anybody who walks in will think I'm punishing him in a way. He looked so stressed out. “You don't need to pound on it like you're killing someone”

Even using her mind to till soil and pull weeds no longer left her exhausted or nauseous afterward. A month later, the potato seedlings had grown thick and lush, their leaves bright green and thriving. Poppy stared at them longingly and asked, “Can we eat the leaves?” “No.” Nicole immediately seized the chance to educate Poppy and the dog. “Potato leaves contain solanine. Eat too much, and you’ll get dizzy and throw up. In serious cases, it can even kill you.” Poppy blinked. “What’s solanine?” “Poison. The kind that kills people.”

Suddenly , the person selling veggies gave me a big shopper of veggies saying (are you nuts.last week my mom bought these potatoes 50 rupees per kg and today you are saying 100 rupees per kg . I am also stubborn. I will buy these potatoes by 50 rupee per kg . What do you think of yourself? . I know you changed the rates after seeing such an innocent, cute , doll like girl , i know i am a beautiful. You don't be over smart. I will not leave you . I will scratch your face...........)

"Who is the drop off for or am I not allowed to ask?" "Ottis," he answers. "My brother let me come on a drop off at Ottis's? Remember when I accidentally broke his front teeth?" "Accidentally?" he laughs. "You kicked him in the face with your goth girl boots. That was no accident," "Potato Tomato," I shrug. "The saying is potato potato," he grins. "Who the fuck says po-tah-tow? I've never heard that before," I look over at him. I've never seen him smile like that either. "Do you mind if we take the long way?"

The class was quiet before Leonard raised his hands and Lillian told him to go ahead and answer the question since he was the only one ready to answer the question. " in my simplest definition of pun,pun is like playing with words, but in its joke,there's an important meaning. For my example,.." He walks to the board and writes "Leonard likes colouring clothes,he dies everyday." He underlines the dies and told the class that because "dyes" and "dies" sound similar, he played with both words. Other students gave their examples too,they were actually waiting for one person to answer first and it was Leonard who didn't speak to anyone in class that answered first. His example seems disturbing t

Mom glared at the naughty sextuplet. [ ** NOTE TO THE READERS: Potato Bombs are small domestic explosives made using a potato. They can be made at home. They may be harmless, noisy crackers but it is better not to try them at home without proper supervision ** ] “You ruined the prank, Mom !” Kai whined. “You were not supposed to tell him !!” he cribbed. “Ashton dear, please prescribe something for this wild one too,” Mom said while c*cking her head towards a pouting Kai, making us all laugh.

Mom glared at the naughty sextuplet. [ ** NOTE TO THE READERS: Potato Bombs are small domestic explosives made using a potato. They can be made at home. They may be harmless, noisy crackers but it is better not to try them at home without proper supervision ** ] “You ruined the prank, Mom !” Kai whined. “You were not supposed to tell him !!” he cribbed. “Ashton dear, please prescribe something for this wild one too,” Mom said while c*cking her head towards a pouting Kai, making us all laugh.