Originally posted by forkedknight
You spelled color wrong.
Depends on your world view I suppose. I thought it was spelt correctly.
As I write this I watch with paralysed humour my favourite likeable neighbour through the sulphur-coated aluminium-framed window at his labours; he measured the calibre in metres, poured litres of concrete, analysed the odour (it smelt like chilli) and wrote a cheque for the artefact after accidentally getting moustache wax on the arse of his pants. And when he manoeuvred the fish fillet past the tyre in the centre he caught a fibre on the sabre (for which he needs a licence). No offence - it's like an analogue of the theatre. To go on would require a sizeable encyclopaedia of titbits, which may create a furore if I ever took it on an aeroplane.