It was more than I could take. It was a potato carved into a penis. It was long and heavy, and from Idaho. It was not worth baking, or chipping. It was a bearer of a thousand unborn eyes. It was, god it was... All mine. It was a divining rod from Nim. It was more than my precious. It was kind to all manner of humans It was my unyammy lover in the covers. It was my aging potato dildo. It was a friend. It was... *sigh* eaten. It was how I always knew it would end.