I lined my fries up in rows of four. There were 23 of them, though, so I had to break one of the particularly long fries in half in order to make 24.
I arranged them like a clock and ate one each hour.
I lined them up in two rows of 12 and ate one each month for two years.
I pushed them all together and pounded them into mash until there was not 23 or 24 or 12 but one. One giant potato mush ball. I flopped face-first into the fry ball.