When French Fries Attack

Jimmy was just like any other ordinary boy of the age of nine. He was a very sane little boy with a very perfect life.

And then one fateful day Jimmy and his father went to Mcdonalds for their afternoon meal. Jimmy got a Chicken Mc nugget happy meal and his father got a Chicken club sandwich. They grabbed a table near the back of the restaurant and began to eat.

Suddenly a very, very strange thing began to happen, Jimmy's French fries had begun to dance. "Look daddy." Jimmy gasped as they began to weave in between Jimmy's and his father's food. "Awe, they're beautiful." Jimmy's mouth hung wide open as his French fries began to dance The Nutcracker.

Jimmy's father dropped his sandwich in surprise. "What is going on here?" his father cried jumping away from the table, dragging Jimmy away with him. The French fries stopped dancing and turned their eyes on Jimmy and his father. "I think it's time to leave." His father said pulling Jimmy towards the door.

"Daddy look!" Jimmy said pointing at the French fries that had started to walk, uh, hop towards them.

And then suddenly without either of them knowing it the French fries attacked. "Daddy!" Jimmy screamed, "Help me!"

"I'm coming!" his father shouted. But, it was too late. The French fries had picked poor Jimmy up, carried him outside and threw him in the dumbster out back.

Little Jimmy was never the same after that. To this day he still lives with his parents and keeps himself locked in his bedroom. He still will not eat anything that resembles French fries.

A/N: Uh, I don't know how funny that was but I thought I would just put this up here and see what other people thought. Flames will be laughed at.