It seems one of my favorite childhood toys was actually evil

[Zannon]

[Keer]

Only a fully trained Iron Chef...with Kitchen Stadium as his ally, can defeat Darth Russet and his Emperor.

All potato-ness is gone from him. He's now more machine than vegetable.

Waitaminute....

[Dwilah]

He's now more machine than vegetable.

[Krusshyk]

Ignoring the clock and fuse tester gator clips, that is a good looking potato. Seriously. Look at the color.

[Dwilah]

Ignoring the clock and fuse tester gator clips, that is a good looking potato. Seriously. Look at the color.

Probably a Yukon gold. Them's good eats.

[Glacial]

LOL.
That's all I have to say. This thread is my sense of humor!

[X'an Shin]

Ignoring the clock and fuse tester gator clips, that is a good looking potato. Seriously. Look at the color.

Probably a Yukon gold. Them's good eats.

You have to look out for those Russets, though. Evil through and through.

[Zannon]

And the little red ones...they travel in gangs and mark out their turff with sour cream.

[Skarr]

it's great the things you can find with google and the words evil potato:


The Evil that Lurks in the Mashed Potato
An 8th grade poem by Tau Kung

I sat there.

The sweat of summer in the air
Sticking to my clothes and hair
The heat of August everywhere
Across from me it met my stare
The old and rusty Frigidaire.

Deep within its dark recesses
Lay a being from the darkest of places
That Deepest and Darkest and Worst of all places
Where heads of lettuce scream without faces
And ballpark hot dogs Forever run bases.

I dare not open the door so near
Despite the voices that I hear
They scream in my head, "Pull now! Pull here!"
But I do not for I still fear
The blob with fangs and an evil sneer.

Sitting atop a retractable bin
A mashed potato grins a grin
That devious monster lurks within
And it shall pounce the moment when
To fiery pain my mind gives in.

If only the power hadn't ceased to flow
Rotting my food a month ago
I'd returned from vacation to find a lost soul
Revenge it now wants but only I know
The evil that lurks in the mashed potato.

[Keer]

Sitting atop a retractable bin
A mashed potato grins a grin
That devious monster lurks within
And it shall pounce the moment when
To fiery pain my mind gives in.

Quoth the Latke:

"Nevermore."

[Rye]

yum! evils potatoes are good

[E-bo Obi]

yum! evils potatoes are good

All potatoes are good, and good for ya.