ME: I need some writing inspiration. What have you got?

HUSBAND: Okay, I’ve got something. Bear with me for a minute here…It’s gonna be good.

ME: Oh dear.

HUSBAND: You like potatoes, right?

ME: Sure do.

HUSBAND: Okay, so: elderly…mutated…potato…DJs.

ME: Why are they elderly?

HUSBAND: This potato is brought to life by a scientist who’s essentially his dad. When his dad gets murdered, the only way to get revenge is through the power of music.

ME: Perfect.

I bet they live in a sewer and eat pizza.

(On a side note, you may notice that stories have been disappearing from this blog again. Hm…wonder what that means? Wink, wink. More on that later.)

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