SET OF 3 DIFFERENT DISNEYISH "PORCH POTATO" COLLECTOR PINS < 200 each ever made

Description

SET OF THREE PORCH POTATO PINS PLUS SPECIAL BUTTON!
1 - "PORCH POTATO MAIN ST" PIN
1.25" x .875" multi
dimensional
collector pin
1 - "MAY THE PORCH BE WITH YOU" PIN
1.5" x .75" multi
dimensional
collector pin,
1 - "PORCH POTATOES HAVE APPEAL" PIN
1.25" x .9375" multi
dimensional
collector pin
1 - PORCH POTATO
BUTTON
2.25" Round Button
Scarce & Rare!
Shipping will be USPS First Class.
Multi
dimensional
collector pins, fewer than two hundred were ever made of each pin design. These were struck and handed out in 2016 by and for a group of people who
regularly
sat and socialized on the Main Street Porch across from the Penny Arcade in Disneyland on Main Street. Many cast members and past-cast Members own and cherish their copy of these pins and button.
These pins are very nicely made and includes the designers name on the back.
This is not made by,
endorsed, sanctioned
or condoned by Disney as far as I know.
Allegory Of The Porch Potatoes
Twern nigh fifteen year’n before the first Porch Potato button t’was struck. It all began early one foggy morn. Two short fat ugly men, one a man of color, t’other gringo through and through. They sauntered down Main Street USA -- back in the day when it was still possible for the street to be all but empty. The security bobby with his pith helmet, blue uniform and nightstick, patrolled the misty street, checking the locked doors, sometimes squinting in -- sometimes tapping the glass with his nightstick to make sure no misdeeds were afoot. In those early times all the cast on Main Street were named either Kevin or Steve even though none were ever spelled exactly quite the same. The two short fat ugly men eyed one another through the haze. The muzak so quiet one could scarcely hear but the tune Strawberry Curl was still ever so slightly distinguishable behind the clop/clip of the horses on their deadhead walk toward the castle glowing in the haze. The clock struck and that was the last time it’s chime was ever heard again. The men eyed one another prudently just as the pristine off white railing across from the Candy Palace leaked into view through the drizzle. Then they looked back at each other’s goofy mugs. Gruffly, in unison and two-part harmony they spoke, “I see you noticing MY porch,” they said. The bobby noticed the havoc but it was too late. One of the fellow’s lept like an antelope right over the front rail and the other vaulted the step rail both coming to a halt shoulder to shoulder stuck just short of the bench. Their embarrassment showed in their eyes and on their averted, down turned faces. The bobby stepped up briskly and quelled the hubbub in the most unusual way. And so the two sat side by side for another ten years until one of them spoke, “HA ha, we’re Porch Potatoes.”
Another year came and went, candy canes and all, when one of the old men spoke again, “I think Porch Potatoes should have their own trading pin.” The expense of that held up the unofficial release. Still they sat -- stoically, cogitating the future of the porch and it’s potatoes. In 2016 one of them ciphered out that buttons would do just as well as pins at only one tenth the cost.
And from these meager beginnings the group sits long and hard on the unyielding seats, leaning forward, thick eyebrows twitching, cockeyed smiles greeting passers by, judging their heights and wishing them well and confusing theirs names and birthdays -- ad nauseam.
This Allegory was printed on a leather scroll and signed by many of the porch potatoes,
the scroll is not included in this sale.