"" But then your disappointed when the oglewooblie that your mind envisions doesn't show up. And then your just a sad Rambo in a darkly lit lab. ""
~Nacht
I have a story to tell you all.
Me and my battalion of many snacks where trolling around theOTAKU today. Well to be truthful we have been wandering aimlessly for what has seem likes weeks but Major Cracker Box has lost our only calendar and hence forth we have not been able to keep track of the date.
The Major has since been replaced by Corporal Assortment of Vegetables for his inexcusable mistake.
But what has baffled and confused me and my men for these undetermined amount of days is the strange shared opinion on the colour pink. Or color if you happen to be American, as Privet Popcorn duly will correct me. It seems that many people share this almost deep seeded hatred of that colour. And I do not know why.
Is it perhaps the common misconception that pink is accosted with being a girl? And not just that but a girl who maintains a 'girly' attitude? With frilly lace and bright flamboyant cloths? For that matter- why is lace so scorned and rejected? Is lace not usually found adorned with more gothic and darker affiliations?
Or maybe I am worrying to much. Perhaps it is time to let Sergeant Leftovers go. His ideas are clouding my judgment once again.
Or rather I happen to like colours a lot. And I think it’s rather silly that we detest pink because it seems by far 'girly'. I rather like pink. It’s an enjoyable colour that I think is rather uplifting and happy. I also rather like green and red. They are all quiet stylish; although more somber sometimes in tones.
Maybe pink killed a few gents a few years back and no one has told me about it. Perhaps that is the reason why we don't seem to like him.
