As you step through the portal to this land you feel the warm sun on your skin. It seems a nice day. as you begin to look about you realize something is strange about this place.....you notice everything is made of potatoes! The buildings, birds, people, even the grass and trees! in front of you a big sign reads....
"Welcome to potatoe city!
where potatoes have feelings too. Please respect our town and please do not eat the buildings.
Thank you and enjoy your stay."
You look about slightly confused, soon it begins raining salt and all the little spud and french fry people run for cover, little potatoe children bounce down the street letting the salt hit them freely.*puck appears at your side and directs you to the potatoe city park as the salty rain lets up and the sun appears again*. You notice some a poodle spud near by it barks at you and bounces up to you, sniffs you and darts away. You think to yourself this is a very strange place indeed.
TO TRAVEL AGAIN PRESS ONE:
To Go Back To Puck's Home
To The Horrible Dark Land Of Navel
( i will be adding much more to this page soon.....i know it's kinda lame right now.*smile* )
