My name is not Frenchie, its Fay a french fry story

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Submitted: December 22, 2008

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Submitted: December 22, 2008

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My name is not Frenchie, its Fay

My names a pretty common name among French Fries, its Frenchie Fay Fry. Pretty normal right? Well luckily for me my parents decided to give me an amazing middle name; so now I go by Fay.


“Fay babe, come on I didn't mean to!” my ex boyfriend Leonardo Ketchup yelled to me.

“Face it Leo, we are through okay? Done!!” I roared back, my anger spinning within me.

“We are not!” he said coming up and yelling in my face. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him.

“We so are,” I spit out.

“You are so going to regret this Fay Fry, you are so going to regret this. He said, letting me going and stomping off.


That was about a few months ago; Well hours in your time I guess.

I thought, hoped, that would be the last I saw of him. See he cheated on me, with my cousin who's name is(you might have guess it) Frenchie. Also, Leo was kind of the Bully of the condiments. I thought I had tamed him....but I guess I was wrong.

“So Fay, I see we meet again,” I spun around to face my ex.

“Leo, get out of here,” I yelled at him. He just laughed, a malicious smile.

“Frenchie Fay Fry, I challenge you to a duel!” he screamed. I should explain something first; In the land of French Fries and other condiments, when you are challenged to a duel, you fight to the death(though when its between a male and female you only duel until the first 'item' is injured) and its usually is not between two exes.

“You ugh! Fine, darn it fine!” I roared. My best friend Sammie Salad came up to me.

“Fay, you sure about this?” she asked, her eyes filled with fear.

“Sammie,” I said patting her shoulder, “He challenged me, I can't back down now.”

“Good luck,” she said before turning and walking away stifling tears.

I heard someone begin to talk:

“Okay now I want a nice clean match up you hear?”

I jumped in my spot, ready to pound the ketchup out of him.

“Five, Four, Three, Two, One...FIGHT!” the announcer yelled(who appeared out of nowhere I might add).

Leo jumped on top of me, punching me in the face. I kicked him as hard as I could and heard a splat as he landed. I walked over to him, kicked him yet again and said, “By the way my names not Frenchie, its Fay.” I turned and walked away, leaving his lying on the ground.

"Yey! Go Fay! Go Go Go!" I heard the other condiments cheering my name. I guess everyone hates Leo, including me.


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