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if you clean up something brown with a brown towel, is the towel still clean?
similarly, if you make a white stain on some white material, is it still called a stain, even tho its the same colour as the material? thanks. |
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another permutation - if you wipe your eyes with a brown thing, and your eyes are brown anyway, thats ok, but obviously if you wipe your non-brown hands with the thing, then you are dirty. also, if there are no things stuck to your material, but the stain has made it go hard, gievn that that material is clean, should you wash using fabric softener only, and no soap? i'm trying to cut down on environmental impact, btw... |
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i think thats called OCD, right? she must have had very large pots. in fact, maybe even a cauldron. i served a lady a wee while ago who said she makes soup in a cauldron. i want one. did you ever remember your asda question, tut-ankh-ham-ren? i wish i could remember it, but it wsn't one of my thoughts in the first place |
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aw come on, don't tar me! lots of nice things are brown, like chocolate, and also brown plasticene. and toast! wouldn't mind a bit of that in my eye *i'm not winking like that, it turns out the crumbs cause discomfort* |
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oh... and the same with a shit stain in brown underwear! |
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wow, this conversation has taken a turn sewer-ward! mind your manners young man! meanwhile, check this shit! Quote:
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i'm afraid i don't have a straight answer for that. if the seat was removed to a different environment, it may, indeed, prove to be comfortable. however, the supermarket checkout is not a locale that i am suited to. these areas are designed to house small scottish women, stunted from lifelong subsistence on refined wheat, margerine, and fags, as well as copious harsh alcohol. being more like in stature to ursine creatures, rather than the more shrew-like scotswomenfolk, i find checkouts to be problematic. to pluck a receipt, i hold my arm out at shoulder height, with my forearm doubled back towards my face, and my wrist doubled back yet again, away from my face, to grip the paper 6 inches or so from my lips. no chair known to science that i know could seem comfortable in this low-paid contortionists studio. daily, the security cameras record the ongoing curvature of my spine. |