Diddly dee potatoes.

Well, let's start off with, I haven't blogged in a while. I shall try.

We'll get off with a small story of which is factual.

I'm half Irish. My dad's Irish. My mother on the other hand is boring and has heavy mixes of everything from British to Polish and many other diluted origins, even Maori.

Anyway. This means that if I had to be defined as a certain origin, I'd be mostly Irish.

The other night at dinner my mother gave me a bowl of boiled new potatoes sitting in a pool of melted butter which is an absolute favourite of mine.
I devoured them with no mercy and I asked politely for more. I was declined. "What, mother? No more potatoes? WHY?" I was basically told it's because other people need to eat potatoes too (Here's a handy little note, I had dinner before my family because the main portion of mine was done before theirs. I had a Jamaican chicken burger, they had a bolar roast) I raged. I wanted more potatoes. They were sitting there, waiting for the roast to finish.
I tried to steal some and ended up being yelled at.
Never taking anything seriously, I yelled back but with humour.
"STAY AWAY FROM THE FUCKING POTATOES"
"MUM. I'M BLOODY IRISH, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?"
"I EXPECT YOU TO RESPECT THE FACT OTHER PEOPLE ARE HUNGRY TOO"
"MUM, DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD THAT FAMINE WAS? NO, YOU'RE NOT IRISH. WE SUFFERED. I JUST WOULD REALLY LIKE IT IF YOU DIDN'T DEPRIVE ME ANY FURTHER"
At that point my mother looked at me as if I were insane.
"Michelle, dear. That was well before your time"
"Yeah, but the pain and suffering is in the blood. I would like it if you'd compensate the pain with a potato or 5"
"Give up. You can have some if there is any left over later"
At this point I got really hungry and wanting a potato. I snarled and walked off.
I saw mum walk past to go to the bathroom so I went and stole some and when she realised she came and told me off.
"Go away, mum, now you know what it feels like to be Irish and starved of precious potatoes"
"God dammit Michelle, why do you even like potatoes so bloody much?"
"I'm Irish"

I'm Irish, your argument is invalid.