Today, something rather odd happened. An odd pod from the sky (presumably outer space) crash landed into my grandparents' condominium's pool. It sizzled and cracked until it cooled off, which left, by that time, not much water left in the pool. The pod had absorbed it like some sort of... Evil veggie. I dunno.....

The pod sprouted tiny strands of what looked like roots, and, using them as a propeller mechanism, swam itself over to the pool's ladder.

The little thing popped up over the edge.

It rolled a little, then stopped.

A lizard walked up to it, and poked at it with its snout.

The helpless reptile was vaporized.

We all stared at the pile of ash that was once a beautiful creature.

Then we screamed.

Then we ran.

And ran, and ran, and ran.

And the little pod waited.

Then it opened up, and three small potatoes rolled slowly out.

They quickly sprouted legs, arms, eyes, faces, and clothes.

"What just hapened?" asked Fry.

"I'm not sure," said Pancake.

"Well, gollly gee," said Cassarole, "I think we just spooked 'em."

So the three potato invaders trodded off.

Fry was latter dipped into ketchup, and eaten by a McDonalds customer.

Pancake was fried in a pan of boiling oil.

And Cassarole..... Well, I've never actually tasted a Potato Cassarole, so I wouldn't know what to do with it. So, I guess that Cassarole lives.

For now.

What actually happened today was boring. We were actually picking my mom up at the airport, but I was first supposed to be dropped off at my grandparents' house. But, the funny thing was, they weren't there. Ha! So we waited and waited, and finally just left. Ha (again)!

We saw some manatees on our way to West Palm Beach, then we ate an early dinner, then I got into a really bad mood, then I wasn't in a bad mood anymore.

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