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question from Andy
Can’t?! Can’t!?
Hush your mouth, sir. I could, if I so chose do to so, put a halt to those pesky Irish swines and their colour-thievery. Did it not occur to you that the hue-loss could be part of a greater scheme involving not only the leprechauns, but also Bono’s over-inflated ego?
As your friendly local smack retailer knows, purple is something which has even the strongest-willed man (and, increasingly, woman) a blubbering wreck if they’ve tasted that most immaculate of shades once, but not again for several days.
Without them knowing, the elfenfolk are acting as my agents of colour-dispersal: a rag-tag bunch of ignorant disciples of pigmentation; foolhardy dispensers of tint; some may even say unwitting brethren of iridescence.
Patience, being virtuous, is recommended for you at this juncture.