The potato was lying on the ground. Then

The potato was lying on the ground. Then a bird ate it. Then a cat ate the bird. Then a dog ate the cat. Then a cheetah ate the dog. Then a lion ate the cheetah. Then a shark ate

the cheetah that had eaten the lion that ate the dog that ate the cat who'd consumed the potato-eating bird. Unbeknownst to the cheetah-eating shark, the potato had been

a yam, so the potato-eating bird got indigestion, and broke wind that passed through the cat that was eaten by the dog that was eaten by the lion that was eaten by the cheetah

who felt dangerously queasy from his latest binge. "I don't wanna run fast any more," Chester thought. "I wanna be the first slow cheetah." Cheetos didn't cut it anymore; he turned

to Walkers Scottish Haggis Crisps. Chester the couch potato Cheetah was soon spokesanimal for Walkers Wildebeest Wafers, Lays Springbok Biltong, and

even the Spokesanimal Union. His peers seemed to be retiring, & he awoke to find he'd become Mr. Sensible since his thunder'd been stolen by every 90s relic attitude animal after

the recent stock market crash. Since Mr. Sensible was feeling sensible that day, he decided to take a shower, which he hadn't done for 8 weeks. He forgot how the knobs worked, so

Mr. Sensible pulled out his cracked iPhone and asked Siri. "You turn them," Siri replied. "Oh, now I remember!" He smiled, pleased. He had showered and was fresh and clean, so he

sensibly traded in his iPhone for something better. Proudly clutching his brand new rock, he strutted down the main streets of Foggytown, crookedly smiling at all the pretty birds