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You ever meet someone who proudly declares, "I'm colorblind!" And you're like, "Cool, does that mean you see the world in black and white, like an old movie?" But no, they mean they can't distinguish between certain colors. I was trying to be understanding, so I asked my colorblind friend, "What's it like not seeing certain colors?" And he said, "Well, it's a bit confusing. Sometimes I mistake blue for purple, or red for green." I thought, "Wait, so you're telling me traffic lights are like a game of roulette for you?"
I can just picture him at an art gallery, thinking he's admiring a masterpiece, but it's just a fire extinguisher on the wall. "Ah, the contrast, the symbolism!" It's like living in a constant episode of a surprise makeover show – "Surprise! Your shirt is actually neon pink!
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You know, I was talking to someone the other day, and they said, "You can't say 'colored people' anymore, it's not politically correct." And I thought, "Wait a minute, what if I just want to describe a rainbow? You know, it's got all these beautiful colors. Am I supposed to say, 'Look at that spectrum of people'?" I mean, imagine a weatherman on TV going, "Well folks, tomorrow we can expect scattered individuals, with a chance of diversity in the afternoon." It just doesn't have the same ring to it, does it?
So, in the spirit of inclusivity, maybe we should start describing rainbows as "ethnically diverse meteorological phenomena." I can already see the weather report: "Today's forecast includes a 50% chance of an E.D.M.P. forming over the eastern horizon.
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Do you remember the great debate in school: crayons vs. markers? It was like the epic battle between two artistic kingdoms. Crayons were like the traditionalists, sticking to their roots, while markers were the rebels, bold and unapologetic. But you always had that one kid who insisted on using both, creating a mixed-media masterpiece. I bet that kid grew up to be the kind of person who can't decide between ketchup and mustard on a hot dog – forever torn between two worlds.
And let's not forget the smell of markers – that sweet, intoxicating aroma that could transport you to a world of creativity. I swear, if they made a marker-scented cologne, artists would be the best-smelling people on the planet.
So, in conclusion, whether you're Team Crayon or Team Marker, just remember, we're all just trying to color our way through this black-and-white world.
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Remember when we were kids, and we had that big box of crayons with all the different shades? I always wondered, who decided on the names for these colors? There's no way a kid came up with "burnt sienna" or "cadet blue." And then there's "flesh-colored." Really? Whose flesh are we talking about? I'm pretty sure I've never seen anyone walking around looking like a peach crayon. Maybe we should update it to "human flesh-colored" or "flesh-colored, but not necessarily yours."
I can imagine a kid in art class, holding up a drawing and saying, "Look, I used 'human flesh-colored' for the people in my masterpiece!" And the teacher just nodding, thinking, "Well, at least it's anatomically correct.
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