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October 23, 2006

Stacy: Colorful

Red was pissed.

"Why am I the color of anger?" he muttered. "Look at me… I'm gorgeous! On flowers, I set hearts aflutter! On underwear, I positively sizzle!"

"Oh, shut up," groaned Blue. "How much longer can you complain about this? Just look at me... I'm the color of depression, for fuck's sake.”

Red grumped. “Whatever. I need a change, to go in a completely different direction.”

“Call Yellow,” suggested Blue. “I hear he’s kinda bored with himself, too. His number is 565-590.”

“A switch, an alteration, a metamorphosis!” mused Red.

"Well?" snapped Blue. "Orange you going to call him?"

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Sorry, so sorry. Very, terribly sorry.

Posted by: Stacy at October 23, 2006 3:50 PM · Permalink


Now I don't feel all alone!

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at October 23, 2006 4:02 PM · Permalink


Posted by: Laurence Simon at October 23, 2006 4:36 PM · Permalink

I wish I knew it was bad pun day.....

Posted by: michele at October 23, 2006 5:49 PM · Permalink

Blame it on Jim...

Posted by: Stacy at October 23, 2006 5:51 PM · Permalink

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