Heh... yeah, my folks wouldn't spring for the big box either. I wanted one every year, but not because of the extra colors. Truth be told I wanted it because of the BUILT IN SHARPENER!!!
Cutting edge crayola technology and it was just out of my reach.
I liked how the 1970s 64-color-boxes (with sharpener) had those subversive, beckoning arrows, corrupting the youth: "Hey, kid...come around back...come into the alley with me...built-in sharpener!"
But you can always use the YELLOW crayon to make your poop the perfect color. You are just spoiled with all your fancy shades of color. 12 colors are all that you kids need...consarnit!!
Thanks for giving me another reason to only give a child 12 colors. What are they bitching about? I have allowed them EIGHT extra colors. Kids in India are making do with four (which four? Primary and Gold?) And any kid that needs a sharpener for a crayon also needs to wear a helmet everywhere they go.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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I remember the days when I couldn't have that big box of crayons because it was too expensive. I see from the ad it was a whole dollar!
Heh... yeah, my folks wouldn't spring for the big box either. I wanted one every year, but not because of the extra colors. Truth be told I wanted it because of the BUILT IN SHARPENER!!!
Cutting edge crayola technology and it was just out of my reach.
I liked how the 1970s 64-color-boxes (with sharpener) had those subversive, beckoning arrows, corrupting the youth: "Hey, kid...come around back...come into the alley with me...built-in sharpener!"
I was eventually seduce by Burnt Sienna which was really just another brown crayon.
I once got one of those big boxes for Xmas. Loved it, especially the pale purple color.
Brown is for tree bark, but Burnt Sienna is for poop...because it's got that twinge of yellow in there.
But you can always use the YELLOW crayon to make your poop the perfect color. You are just spoiled with all your fancy shades of color. 12 colors are all that you kids need...consarnit!!
If you know what you're doing, all you need is four colors.
Thanks for giving me another reason to only give a child 12 colors. What are they bitching about? I have allowed them EIGHT extra colors. Kids in India are making do with four (which four? Primary and Gold?) And any kid that needs a sharpener for a crayon also needs to wear a helmet everywhere they go.
I had one of these as a kid.
Are you making my point?
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