Wallace Y Gromit - La Batalla De Los Vegetales ... ✰

Worst of all was the , a monstrous, lumpy dictator with eyes of dark, wet soil. He sat atop a throne of compost and demanded the surrender of all “soft-skins” (humans) and “cheese-eaters” (Gromit). The Counter-Attack “We need heavy weaponry, lad!” Wallace shouted, dodging a flying turnip.

It was the size of a football, with gnarled, root-like limbs. It dragged itself out of the soil and let out a low, gravelly grunt . Wallace y Gromit - La batalla de los vegetales ...

“Well, lad,” Wallace sighed, picking up the small, harmless potato. “I think we’ll stick to the ‘love’ method next year.” Worst of all was the , a monstrous,

“It’s over, soft-skins!” rumbled the King Potato. “The age of cheese is finished! The age of fibre begins!” Just as all hope seemed lost, Wallace had a cheesy epiphany. It was the size of a football, with gnarled, root-like limbs

(Post-credits scene: The potato’s eyes blink. Just once.)

The battle raged across the garden. Wallace swung a baguette like a club, parrying leek thrusts. Gromit, wearing a colander as a helmet, rode his motorcycle sidecar through a squadron of angry onions, making them weep (which, admittedly, gave him the tactical advantage).