Saturday, May 20, 2006
Red Hot
I am red.
I want a woman who is blue.
She's convinced she must find someone blue.
So I paint myself blue.
We get along great!
(I'm such a refreshing change from all the blues she's dated)
What happens when the paint wears off?
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Spent yesterday evening with some very cool friends and had some great conversation at their posh downtown flat. The above is an elaboration of Joe's great analogy. To give it some context we were not discussing race, rather attitude, behaviour and grey hair.
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