In commemoration of that is fried
there is something quite unique about the taste of fried food... it tastes good... it goes really well with fried potatoes aka french fries more infamously known as freedom fries. A term that suddenly made all those western hamburger munchers of totalitarian regimes realize that at that moment of time as they ate thier fries with ketchup, they were experiencing hte purest form of freedom available to all humanity. It is the potatoe my friends, the potatoe that grants freedom to all man-kind. It is the potatoe that gives the allusion of there actually being a freedom, for the potatoe has us under its spell. It is an evil but clever manipulator of human minds and infiltrator into our subconsious. It has made us dependent on it, on all foodkind in general. It has made us its slaves, we cannot survive without food, although some time in the disstant past, water realizing the power food had gained upped the stake and also successfully administored a devestating defeat of all will power and human intelligence. Without food we can survive, a few weeks at best, but without water a few days at best. How fucked up is that?
It was the potatoe family of the food kingdom that came up with this ingenuous plan, a plan much later mimicked by odyssus to enter the fabled walls of troy. But let us not forget it was the potatoes that was the horse, and yet we still cherish it, worship it even, dedicate it to every single dish imaginable, use it as main course, as apetizer, as desert, as snack as paste... anything... it has obtained utter domianance over us.
If man kind is to truely be free, it must first be free of potatoes, there fore I purpose launching all 10,000 odd nuclear warheads we have calculated to detonate at teh same time, so as to avoid the potatoes from gaining any warning and blasting them over all prominant potatoe fields all over the world. This is no laughing matter my friends, for humanity must unite, we must fight this treat... least everything is lost...
are you eating chips you traitor????
It was the potatoe family of the food kingdom that came up with this ingenuous plan, a plan much later mimicked by odyssus to enter the fabled walls of troy. But let us not forget it was the potatoes that was the horse, and yet we still cherish it, worship it even, dedicate it to every single dish imaginable, use it as main course, as apetizer, as desert, as snack as paste... anything... it has obtained utter domianance over us.
If man kind is to truely be free, it must first be free of potatoes, there fore I purpose launching all 10,000 odd nuclear warheads we have calculated to detonate at teh same time, so as to avoid the potatoes from gaining any warning and blasting them over all prominant potatoe fields all over the world. This is no laughing matter my friends, for humanity must unite, we must fight this treat... least everything is lost...
are you eating chips you traitor????

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You missed a vital piece of information. Let me give the only history of this particular time I have:
At some distant point in the past Potato intelligence, most likely in Ireland, discovered that water was more vital to their host and enemies; us. They devised a morose ritual which involved water and their own fleshy potato bodies. It became a cannabalistic potato orgy that left us with what mankind refers to as alchohol. This concoction soon became more important to humans then water itself and the potatoes once again found themselves at the forefront of human need.
* It should be known that a similar revolt took place in Asia by rice. Given the large number of patties throughout the region and their easy access to mass amount of water within set patties it became easy for the rice to quickly and subversively mannipulate itself into a kind of alchohol. Some scholars maintain that the Ninja was born from human studies of the methods used by rice in the transformation.
** In the middle east some are worried that society was too advanced at the time the Asian and European civilizations were re-dominated by the potato. This is most evident in the restriction of alchohol according to the Islamic faith. Fortunatley for the potatos, they once again reasserted their domanance by introducing the first pipe. Although crude, the potato pipe became the stucture behind the wooden and corn pipe as well as the glass Hooka - a favorite of such nations as Egypt.
but....potatoes!!! I can't live without them, however evil they may be. And I plan on enjoying them in Berlin. You can't do anything to stop me. There!
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