One day on a pig Monday, following pig Sunday; we see a taco stand featuring Gir.  Because Gir likes tacos and tacos like Gir.  They usually hold hands and frolic near the dumpster yard.   The only problem is that Gir’s afraid of tomatoes,  he always confused them with potatoes and runs into a corner; sucking on his tacos.  

Now upon this glorious pig Monday, the taco stand’s business doing well.  The local potato dealer disappeared;  a piano fell on him.  One of the movers was allergic to stairs.  Thus no more potatoes for Gir’s tacos.  Gir became sad and decided to wander behind a bush and eat chocolate.  The chocolate that comes from Gir’s pet pig.  The smell made the customers run away, which also made Gir sad.  Fore Gir has no nose, he couldn’t understand the reason for the panic.

Thus on this pig Monday, following pig Sunday;  Gir and his pet pig “PIG” decided to go on a journey to find potatoes.  They wandered a few blocks to the right, occasionally stopping for pancakes and pizza.  Gir and “PIG” found a wagon full of what look like potatoes near the local soap factory.

Gir stopped and stared at the glorious site.  He’d be able to make Tacos again!  He’d be able to eat Tacos again!

After a long break of eating the month old chease stored inside his hard drive.  Gir took the wagon full of “Potatoes” Home to make Tacos.  After a long while in the Kitchen, Gir’s roommate Zim arrived, looking as grumpy as always.  “GIR!!” “Fetch my brain eating virus that attacks the nerves this instant!” “Do not disobey Zim!”

Gir, as oblivious as always and as innocent as a bag of chips, said. “Who wants tacos?” “I found more potatoes, not tomatoes cause tomatoes make me sick.” 

Zim’s face from green to red, steaming from the top like a hot tea cup.  “Gir enough of this, global domination awaits!”  Gir begins to cry and sparks fly from his chrome chassis.  “The Tacos, I will explode if you don’t eat my precious Tacos!”

Zim, annoyed and irritated, scowled: “Feed your trash to the human filth, you know I’m allergic to meat.”

Gir hopped up, ever cheery, scurried away. “Wheeeeeeeeeeee!” “I don’t know what know what you just said!”

So on pig monday, following pig sunday; little Gir and his dear friend “PIG” went to sell his new Taco recipe.

After the first person threw up,  the rest of the people bought the tacos like crazy when they realized that those tacos could clean any stain from their clothes. Thus the day ended happily and Gir got to eat his Tacos.

Author notes:  This is a fan fiction.  I didn’t create Invader Zim or Gir.  I just made up a funny story about them and I hope you all found it funny.