Y'all I don't understand like how can, so many beautiful people exist and there I am a potato that was peeled, cut in half then nobody wanted to eat me cause I'm old and crusty so they threw me to the trash. Which where the trash truck takes me to the dump, where a bird wants to eat me but picks it up and while flying drops my in the sand where a couple of kids kick me around thinking I'm a ball and eventually get mushed to the wall and left to die eternally there. Yes, I'm THAT type of potato.