The russet life chose me.
A coffee mug with two squeaky wheels heading your way with burgers, robots, and useless junk.
|Ashley:||No I can't have two men I love duke it out in front of my beached caribou ass|
i love how potato in french is pomme de terre, which pretty much means “earth apple.”
like what stupid frenchman saw this:
and said “zis petite légume looks like a, how you say, APPLE! hmmm… but it grows in ze earth… HON HON HON! MAIS OUI! C’EST UNE POMME DE TERRE!”