You know that all potatoes have eyes. Well, Mr. and Mrs. Potato had eyes for each
other, and finally they got married, and had a little sweet potato, so they named her
'Yam.' Like all loving parents they wanted the very best for Yam. When it was time,
they told her about the facts of life. They warned her about going out and getting
half-baked, so she wouldn't accidentally get mashed and earn a bad name for
herself, like 'Hot Potato', and end up with a bunch of Tater Tots.
Yam said not to worry, no Spud would get her into the Sack and make a Rotten Potato
out of her! But on the other hand she wouldn't stay home and become a Couch Potato,
either. She would get plenty of exercise and even bulk up a little so as not to be
skinny like her Shoestring cousins.
When she went off to Europe, Mr. and Mrs. Potato told Yam to watch out for the Hard
Boiled guys from Ireland. And the greasy guys from France, called the French Fries.
And when she went out west, to watch out for the Indians so she wouldn't get
Yam said she would stay on the straight and narrow. She promised that she wouldn't go
out with those snooty high class Yukon Golds but, at the same time, she'd certainly
never associate with the ones from the other side of the tracks who advertise their trade
on all the trucks that say, 'Frito Lay.'
Mr. and Mrs. Potato sent Yam to Idaho P.U. (that's Potato University) so that when she
graduated she'd really be in the Chips. But in spite of all they did for her, one day Yam
came home and announced she was going to marry
Tom Brokaw! Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't possibly marry Tom Brokaw because he's just a.........
Are you ready for this?
Are you sure?
OK! Here it is!