WARNING : The following story might be too funny for some readers.
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The bottle landed on what looked like Jeff, accept his pupils were out of
place, and he was holding a potato. Snickering could be heard from BEN,
and the original Jeff, and you giggled yourself."Do you want to go to potato?"
Asked Potato Jeff. "I guess?" You replied. He went over to you, lightly kissing
you on the cheek. ''Do you know why I kissed you?" He asked. "Because of
the game..?" You answered, but that seemed a little too obvious."BECAUSE
POTATOS ARE GOOD FOR YOU!" P.Jeff exclaimed. You had a wtf moment
before cracking up. P.Jeff picked you up bridal style, and into his room,
setting you onto his bed. Was he going to....no he wasn't. "Good night (name)"
said P.Jeff. "good night." You answered. That night you had a dream of P.Jeff
dancing to big girls don't cry (not fergie but the other one) It made you want to
choke on a potato.........