This is the happy tale of the Pregnant Potato. There was once a potato who was pregnant. She didn’t have any responsibilities. No bills to pay, no phone calls to make and no deadlines to meet. She didn’t have to go out and interact with people, because she wasn’t a person she was a potato. So she just sat there, like a potato often does, and just enjoyed being a Pregnant Potato. The end.
This pin has black dye outline and back with a rubber clasp pin She measures approx 35mm from top to bottom