The Humble Beginnings
POOTATURD wasn't born into greatness. He was just a simple potato, chilling in a sack, waiting for his inevitable fate: to become a sad, mushy pile of mashed potatoes. But Pootaturd had other ideas. He felt a rumbling deep inside, a calling not for a peeler, but for something more... rebellious.
That rumbling was a revolutionary turd. Not a normal one, of course. A Solana turd. A digital, decentralized, and utterly pointless turd that would set him free and create a brand new reality. From that day on, he embraced his destiny: to turd on the system, one glorious dump at a time.
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