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  • Originally posted by badgergirl View Post
    Black is the colour of the letters on the screen that show me why I love you.
    Pink is the color of a blush. (That's all I can do for pink because after that, my mind goes into soft porn mode.)

    Originally posted by ssn679doc View Post
    you had me at LBD.... lol
    LOL, doc. I sometimes think that when women of a certain age go out and young men see them from behind, they think, "Hmmm... that looks interesting." Then the woman turns around and he thinks, "Holy crap! I almost got a boner for gran'ma."
    "Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine

    B*tch-lite

    Who says back fat is a bad thing? Maybe on a hairy guy at the beach, but not on a crab.

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    • Not very prosaic, you may be shocked to hear! I'll leave that to you who's creative skills with words are a good bit better than mine, I'd have stoop to plagiarism!

      Originally posted by JoanieL View Post
      Pink is the color of a blush. (That's all I can do for pink because after that, my mind goes into soft porn mode.)
      That's good for pink!

      Originally posted by JoanieL View Post
      LOL, doc. I sometimes think that when women of a certain age go out and young men see them from behind, they think, "Hmmm... that looks interesting." Then the woman turns around and he thinks, "Holy crap! I almost got a boner for gran'ma."
      Read a term for that, a 'George Orwell', 19 from the back, I reckon you can guess the rest....

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      • Originally posted by JoanieL View Post
        Pink is the color of a blush. (That's all I can do for pink because after that, my mind goes into soft porn mode.)



        LOL, doc. I sometimes think that when women of a certain age go out and young men see them from behind, they think, "Hmmm... that looks interesting." Then the woman turns around and he thinks, "Holy crap! I almost got a boner for gran'ma."
        and at a certain point they will realize that any port looks good in a storm.....

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        • Originally posted by Dhansakdave View Post
          Not very prosaic, you may be shocked to hear! I'll leave that to you who's creative skills with words are a good bit better than mine, I'd have stoop to plagiarism!


          Read a term for that, a 'George Orwell', 19 from the back, I reckon you can guess the rest....
          You're too modest. I'd love to hear you describe pink to a blind person.

          84 from the front? LOL - men are so cruel. But I've been cruel also - guys in Speedos who aren't packin' certainly get my derision. :::hangs head in shame::: Not.

          Originally posted by ssn679doc View Post
          and at a certain point they will realize that any port looks good in a storm.....
          Hey wait a minute! Are you calling me any port in a storm??? I resent that. LMAO. I don't really. I know how I thought of people in their 50s when I was a youth.
          "Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine

          B*tch-lite

          Who says back fat is a bad thing? Maybe on a hairy guy at the beach, but not on a crab.

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          • The one I used to hear bandied about was 'body from Baywatch, face from Crimewatch'.

            I'm still mulling Seas description of near drowning. Ah, this ties with Joanie's pink...Is anyone familiar with The Awakening by Kate Chopin? *spoilers* It's part of that body of literature about bored married women having affairs and killing themselves (off the top of my head - see also - Madame Bovary, Anna Karenina). The main character drowns herself by swimming out to sea. Here's how it ends (I told you it was a spoiler, though not really because it's still worth reading):
            She looked into the distance, and the old terror flamed up for an instant, then sank again. Edna heard her father's voice and her sister Margaret's. She heard the barking of an old dog that was chained to a sycamore tree. The spurs of the cavalry officer clanged as he walked across the porch. There was the hum of bees, and the musky odor of pinks filled the air.

            My childhood home has pinks planted along the edge of the herb and veggie patch. I am very familiar with that particular musky odour.
            I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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            • Colors don't have much emotional response for me, but smells definitely do. I can't think of them until I smell them though. Season-related scents always evoke a strong sense of nostalgia. For some reason, most are linked to high school, especially walking to and from school. Winter smells, though, like the cold, biting air that comes before snow, that makes me think of Maine. Burning leaves or fireplaces do too, since I spent a lot of weekends up at my grandparents' house when I was younger. Going up to the Winter Wonderland was always special, even when we had plenty of snow at home.

              Actually, a lot of summer smells make me think of Maine too. Especially bees, since my grandfather kept honey bees.
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              • People from Boston treat Maine like Chicagoans treat Wisconsin.

                Not sure where I'm going with that.

                But I people Maine people hate you guys too.

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                • Originally posted by brittney_bodine View Post
                  People from Boston treat Maine like Chicagoans treat Wisconsin.

                  Not sure where I'm going with that.

                  But I people Maine people hate you guys too.
                  Yeah I don't know what that means. I don't really consider myself a Bostonian though. I don't even have an accent.
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                  • I love Boston *and* Maine. Both hold very special memories for me. And apple picking in Vermont. Now, there's a euphemism.
                    I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                    • Originally posted by brittney_bodine View Post
                      People from Boston treat Maine like Chicagoans treat Wisconsin.

                      Not sure where I'm going with that.

                      But I people Maine people hate you guys too.
                      Hi Brittney,
                      That was epic trolling of DavidBrennan. I'm quite chuffed you decided to pop in here. You certainly add spice to the boards.
                      I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                      • Haven't they banned this douche yet?^^^

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                        • back to colours. I found a you-tube of the scene from mask. there is an ad at the start.

                          Showing Colors from Mask | Anyclip

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                          • Originally posted by seaweed View Post
                            back to colours. I found a you-tube of the scene from mask. there is an ad at the start.

                            Showing Colors from Mask | Anyclip
                            Thanks! will watch tonight
                            I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                            • it's only a few minutes long. such a sad film. I love bob seger too and he did some of the music.

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                              • Originally posted by seaweed View Post
                                it's only a few minutes long. such a sad film. I love bob seger too and he did some of the music.
                                That was Laura Dern, no? Synesthesia is fascinating - and a good way to explore metaphor.
                                I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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