It was a windy night (probably not, but attempting to create some atmosphere) and Will and Jamie had recently moved nearer to a pub. Much wine was imbibed, although the young men present all had to get up early the next morning to go to school. Towards the end of the evening a comment was passed (using the passive because the wine means that I can't remember who - probably me) about the relatively sudden acceptance of men wearing pink, even if they were not of a homosexual persuasion or eccentric. The shade in particular was the rather bright, neon pink, or fuschia if you will.
Thus began the fuschia puns. I still like "Back to the Fuschia" best.
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Awesome!
This one's my favorite.
Interesting fuchsia related information from Wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fuchsia
The truth is...
It was a windy night (probably not, but attempting to create some atmosphere) and Will and Jamie had recently moved nearer to a pub. Much wine was imbibed, although the young men present all had to get up early the next morning to go to school. Towards the end of the evening a comment was passed (using the passive because the wine means that I can't remember who - probably me) about the relatively sudden acceptance of men wearing pink, even if they were not of a homosexual persuasion or eccentric. The shade in particular was the rather bright, neon pink, or fuschia if you will.
Thus began the fuschia puns. I still like "Back to the Fuschia" best.
It's also a great word because stupid people can't spell it.
India Chris speaks the truth.
I particularly like the description of us moving 'nearer to a pub'. If there was ever a reason to celebrate, that'd be it.
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