there once was a boy named spin. spin was a nice boy but jumpy, very jumpy. every time he ran into something, or someone tapped his shoulder, he screamed " AAAAACHHH!!!!"
This gave him the nickname of Spinach. he began to like his nickname so much that he began to seek out things having to do with spinach. his favorite food? spinach! his favorite song? the spinach rag from Final Fantasy VI! his favorite color? spinach green! his biggest life goal was to own a field of spinach of over 10 acres. he even named his first born son spinach, or he planned to...
on his masterful quest to become the greatest spinach master in the world he first needed to find some spinach. unfortunately, he lived in the great city Crystal, where not even weeds grew, let alone spinach. just robots that people lived in, fountains that spewed the finest of oils, and fantastical golden platinum archways.
In fact, spin had never even seen a plot of farmland to begin with. his house was a meager 5873 square miles, mostly underground, because who ever heard of building things upward? you'd fly off the planet! everyone knows the story of Pompo D. Flanagan who made a skyscraper so large. it went way into outer space, and the sheer force of solar winds blew the whole building off the planet! never seen again, that guy. we all assume he was in the building at the time of the incident. his wife was distraught, but his children, all 9 of them, were quite upset because all of their hoards of toys were in the building at the time. this is all beside the point of our story, however, so we will leave it at that.
anyway, spin couldn't find any suitable plot of farmland on his entire estate. his millions of servants couldn't find any either. in fact, most of his servants were living in the laps of luxury with all the rootbeer they could want! why would they care about growing spinach, of all things?