Looking back, I was a fool — seduced by nothing more than a sly smile beneath a rakish mustache and dark, knowing eyes always twinkling with mischief. Then one day he smiled no more, and I saw that the man I loved was nothing more than a couch potato.
Happy 65th birthday, Mr. Potato Head.
Is that a giant potato or a tiny kitten?
Both !
“I can’t explain. I just really love this potato!”!!
Why is there a teeny kitty on a potato?!
No soda can?
Does there really need to be a reason?
Oh Kitty, haven’t we all fallen for a “Mr. Potato Head” at some point in our lives? ?
I’ve heard of cross species love but this is taking things a bit far.
Hey, according to the Cutetropolis calendar it’s National Pet Month. Who ya gonna pet?????
OH! AND Save the Rhino Day! Pet a rhino!
“I loved your sly smile — and then one day it was gone.”
It’s probably under the couch or something.
Ha ha ha ha ha!!
The frown is probably behind the toybox.
Snerk!
I’m packing your angry eyes in case you need them. –Toy Story 2
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The “eyes” have it!
It will put the starch back in your spine.
I’m sure we’ve all had an ill-advised fling or two with someone who turned out to be an edible, starchy tuber.
Though I’m more a legume man, myself.
I go for the pumpkins. They are agourdable.
All I can think of is a bad joke about Tater Tots, but we’re not going to to there!
You know that you need to cut back on carbs when…
When you love something, set it free.
If it doesn’t come back, hunt it down and KEEL IT!!!
(or perhaps PEEL it, in this case)
Mamma said I was a fool for selling my fuzzy mousie to that man for this magic bean. I’ll show her, it’s gonna grow into a magic beanstalk and I’m gonna ride it all the way to the clouds and get me some gold…it’ll start growing any second now…aaaany second now…