Sleeping With Potatoes

I've never been much of a Gaga fan, it's good to hear when you're out and about but nothing I'd make the effort of burning onto CDs (oh yes, I'm old school. No fancy iPod dock for me!)

That was until now. This song is fan-dabby-dosy and has now been massively overplayed by myself, much to my own enjoyment.

It's brought back my like of country western music from when I was 8, so I've brought out the good ole Shania Twain album and had a good listen in pretty much every situation.

This includes whilst sat on my bed scrolling the wonders of Facebook.

Now, I live in a bizarre house so when I lose 2.5kg of potatoes or something gets thrown in my room I tend to think nothing of it and continue on with whatever I'm doing... but when something gets thrown at my head? Yeah, I turn around.

But when I did, I found my lost 2.5kg of potatoes hanging on the door. All would've been fine until I noticed that the bag had been broken into and potatoes were definitely missing. A tad confused I looked up to my left only to see a potato sat in my candle holder, and then out of the corner of my eye saw one wedged in the piano lid. Oh wait, and one on top of the Desperados bottle!

As horror began to strike I kept sweeping my gaze towards the left spotting potato after potato placed in more and more bizarre places. I placed my hand down to my left to look behind me and guess what? They put a potato under my bed sheet! It had been sat silently next to me for all that time.

In shock, I went into the sitting room and declared 'THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!' which instantly sent my housemates into giggles. They followed me back into my room and Linus simply stated 'Do you mind if I turn the lights on?' and swiftly did so only to reveal the chandelier of potatoes hanging above our heads.

By now we're all in fits of laughter, but once all had settled I returned to my bed for more internet browsing. But the longer I sat there, the more I contemplated how there didn't seem to be as many potatoes now as there had been before. Linus had said that he'd hid them under my pillow during the day but had decided that would be no fun and so began the potato hiding spree...

There were another 4 in my pillow case.

I kept finding potatoes for days.