Thread: Colours.

Not the man made and percieved shitty in your face colours, but shades of trees, sky and sea colours. How many words does it take to describe a colour, because be described they must.
The trees are green and the sky and sea are blue just doesn't seem to cut it. Sure it's a start, but it's not long before other words are needed.
How would you describe the colour of the words you are reading and the background colour it is set against? White and blue?
What about the trees and sky and shit outside?
The colour of the skin of your missus?
The colour of an orange?
The colour of money?
The colour of cement?

BLACK. WHITE. BLACK. RED. RED AND WHITE. PINK?

....[sic] "and shit outside"....????
Poetic licence?

Originally Posted by Rural Surin

Poetic licence?

Got one down the Ko San road.
It's not a real one.
It has pretty colours and a photograph of a laugh, as god is my witness.

BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK
CACK

Originally Posted by withnallstoke

What about the trees and sky and shit outside? The colour of the skin of your missus? The colour of an orange? The colour of money? The colour of cement?

The colour of a purple micro-dot? etc etc..

Originally Posted by withnallstoke

The colour of the skin of your missus? The colour of an orange? The colour of money? The colour of cement?

1. Light olive
2. Illumious citrus
3. Flaming red
4. Powdery eggshell bluey /grey

Three-handed invisible man full of gloom rests stinky rotting feet on yellow footstools after day of impotence

Originally Posted by somtamslap

micro-dot

Originally Posted by Hampsha

impotence

Impotence is a desease spread by shafting dodgy geezers in the backside.
Impotence is an hereditary condition.
Impotence is easilly cured. By drugs. Lots of them.

This reminded me, I've not been to this site in ages.

Fashion tips for women from a guy who knows dick about fashion. (Is this SomtamSlap's secret site?)

There are very few people who look good in red lipstick, and those people usually juggle for a living. I once met a girl who was able to pull it off, so I let her buy me dinner. Later that night she was making out with my wang, when I realized that all that lipstick was rubbing off. So I evacuated my moan-maker from her face hole, took some silverware for my trouble, and snuck out of her tent.

Red lipstick looks horrible on most women, and all men. The bright crimson hue is an unnatural abomination pushed upon your face by cynical cosmetic industry scientists.

I'm sure somewhere in a laboratory, two scientists are high-fiving each other, laughing at all the bullshit new names for shades of red they invent. There have been literally thousands of names for the same color of lipstick over the years, yet there are only about 3 shades of red: red, dark red, light red. Period. And I mean that grammatically, and not menstrually, though the context makes sense now that I think about it. They just make up names as they go along, and you idiots keep buying the same three shades of red over and over again:

Here are some actual names for shades of red lipstick:

berry juicy, candied apple, midnight red, love that red, volcanic red, red velvet, red reinvented, cherry desirable, opulent garnet, royal red, etc, etc.

You know they're just making shit up when they start using abstract concepts like "love" and "desirable" in the name. Most of the shades are indiscernible from each other, but women insist that there's a difference. So I went to Revlon's website and took two of these colors for a comparison:

Insecure women with boring faces lap this shit up because they think "hmmm.. what does my face need? Oh, I know! A giant hokey shade of red that isn't even found in nature."

Here in Geneva, we had a bugger of a great thunder storm a couple of days ago. Cleared the air.

Grey and Blue and Sunny and then it f-ing came down.

I saw sheet lightening, heard bang bang bang, felt rainfall as i ran for cigs.

Got so dark at 5pm, closed the windies and got over it. Boom boom boom.

All is well. Apart from the wet puss who came back in after 30 minutes. And shook himself like he was a labrador...

I love thunder storms. This one was one of lots we get around here, stuck in between mountain ranges etc.

But being a native, I can feel them coming in my blood... or brain... I get all funny!!!

Originally Posted by The Fresh Prince

Insecure women with boring faces lap this shit up because they think "hmmm.. what does my face need? Oh, I know! A giant hokey shade of red that isn't even found in nature."

i quite like the slutty red lipstick and the 6 inch red stilletoes
My Missus hates it though








































Won't walk down the street with me anymore

Red and yellow and pink and green purple and orange and blue
I can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow...

SHUT UP!

Originally Posted by sabaii sabaii

Won't walk down the street with me anymore

She might not but there,s a few on here queing up for a quick mince around the village after dark