The Diary of a Lost Potato

The day I nearly FRIED

So now you know how I got lost.

Since that entry, a horrible series of event have been bestowed on me.
Basically...
I  NEARLY GOT MA BUTT FRIED OFF!!!!!

Sit down, let me tell you what happened.

So, as I was begging on the street for money, a kind-looking human walked up to me. He said I could come home and stay with him for the night while he found out how to get me home

I, stupidly, agreed to go with him

But before I go on, I need to make two strong points about the lack of  teaching at the AFKP

NÚMERO UNO
They don't teach potatoes there enough about stranger danger.

NÚMERO DOS
They don't care about their students, because I had been missing for over seven hours now an no one had come to look for me.

When I got to his small flat he was very kind to me. He even gave me a bath in the sink!

After drying me off with a tea towel, he went to a cupboard and got out this large black, metal thingy and put it on the ring o fiyah (hob, as humans call it).
He lit the ring of fire and put some oil in the hot pan shaped thingy.

Then he went and

BUNGED MEH IN DA HOT FRYIN PAN!!!!!

It hurt my butt badly, but I jumped out just in time.

I bounced straight out the window.

AND INTO THE FLOWER BED.

He must have been one of those creepy Kawaii Potato eaters from the scary stories my mum used to tell me at night. 

Oh well, at least I'm not fried up and served on a plate, even if my butt is a little tender.

AND NOT TO MENTION COVERED IN SOIL. =-=

.: update coming soon :.