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Bradford, Bradford, United Kingdom (Great Britain)
**“MythicalPotatoe walks into the room and instantly lowers the IQ of the soil. You are a potato so undercooked that even microwaves file restraining orders. Ancient civilizations carved warnings about you: ‘Beware the Spud of Eternal Disappointment.’
You’re not a mythical potato — you’re the tutorial-level vegetable that players skip because even the enemies feel embarrassed fighting you.
If evolution had patch notes, you’d be listed under ‘rollback due to critical failure.’ Farmers don’t harvest you; they apologize to their fields for accidentally growing you. Every time someone tries to bake you, the oven shuts itself off out of self-respect.
You are the only potato in existence that could get rejected by a trash can.”**