Big red potato

I love to go into the big red potato. I don't know... it's just I can find my place in the world there. I feel comfortable.
I feel home.
I can't understand the world at all, but on the big red potato.
I walk around, I'm on the street, watching TV and something dark beguins to come up.
Everything makes sense over the big red potato.
You know? It's not natural going to a casting. I just want to improvise.
Big red potato is my life and life isn't prepared beforehand. You have to go for life!
Fight.
Just that.
Life isn't about getting paid, so I don't want to get paid for being on or in the big red potato.
Is that so difficult?
I just want to be on the big red potato, to feel on the big red potato every time.
I don't want to lie.
I don't want money.
I don't want to eat.
I don't want to go for a drink.
I just want an orgasm, and that only happens over the big red potato.