"Let me tell you about the Potato Republic!"

"Let me tell you about the Potato Republic!"

It's like the Banana Republic, but more starchy. And the leadership always has its eyes on you. They believe the Internet is a series of tubers. Their half-baked ideas are not

acceptable, they are all a bunch of banana handlers.

Which is why they kept their eyes peeled.

And then they dropped, like the highly trained bunch of Special Ops Ninja Bananas they were and split off to surround and observe their target of interest. Tango Alpha Leader

and Bananarama got to close however and their target turned them to mush. But the other SpecOp Ninja Bananas were not bread to be quit and the pushed forward hoping to continue pur

-blind sentences. To their surprise, the Ninja Bananas found that being made into banana bread was lots more satisfying than jumping out of shadows. Now everyone loved them, and

they were tasted all over the world. But it wasn't long until strange green spores began to grow on the Ninja Bananas. Infection, thy name is MOLD!

This was no ordinary mold however, as scientists in Russia accidentally released a mutated mold while genetically modifying it. The outbreak reached worldwide, wiping out all life.