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Decorator turns baseball into world's largest ball of paint
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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September 23, 2011
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The hidden truth....
Mrs. Carmichael: No, I don't think that's quite the shade I had in mind.
One hour later....
Mrs. Carmichael: Hmmmm .... it looks different than the label.
One hour later still.....
Mrs. Carmichael: I thought it wouldn't clash with the drapes, but....
Another hour later....
Mrs. Carmichael: Well, now that it's in daylight....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 23, 2011 at 01:06 PM
Meanie, we ladies do that so you guys can sit back in your recliners and notice how everything in the living room not only blends but also creates a certain nuance. You do notice the nuance don't you? Because if you don't maybe it's time to go curtain shopping again.
Posted by: nursecindy | September 23, 2011 at 01:26 PM
I did in fact notice the nuance, until it was painted over.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 23, 2011 at 01:39 PM
*triple snork* @ Meanie.
Posted by: Guin | September 23, 2011 at 02:14 PM
He's going to need a much bigger bat.
IYKWIM
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | September 23, 2011 at 02:46 PM
I can see I'm not the only person who has too much time on her hands...
Posted by: Coconuts | September 23, 2011 at 03:01 PM
If someone he doesn't like comes around he just gives them the brush off.
NC, watchu tawkin about new ants? I got no new ants. The old ants were just fine wit me.
Posted by: Loudmouth | September 23, 2011 at 05:58 PM
NC, my wife once stumped me by asking what the curtains looked like in our bedroom. The ones that I had put up for her, that had been in out bedroom for seven years, and that I looked at every morning when I got out of bed.
I told her the truth.
I didn't know we had curtains.
Posted by: Steve | September 23, 2011 at 08:48 PM
Sorta like Joan Rivers make-up.
Posted by: Loudmouth | September 23, 2011 at 09:03 PM
Important lesson kids: scrape, sand, and dust before re-coating. My daddy taught me well.
Posted by: tash | September 24, 2011 at 01:01 PM
NC, of course I noticed the nuance. Don't the neighbors have one just like it?
Posted by: Layzeeboy | September 24, 2011 at 02:37 PM
Guys, it's gonna need another coat..winter's coming!
Posted by: funny man | September 24, 2011 at 04:12 PM
Mrs. Carmichael? Why wasn't she quoted in the article?
Has she....disappeared?
Is she...inside the giant paint ball?
(That's what TV crime dramas do, nuthin but increase you fears and mistrust....)--Snidely Whiplash, whsipering
Posted by: funny man | September 24, 2011 at 04:16 PM
I thought new aunces were replacement sconces.
Thats what the idiot at Home De*** told me, before they fired him.
Posted by: funny man | September 24, 2011 at 04:20 PM
funny man: You have to ask for wall scones.
Posted by: Ralph | September 24, 2011 at 08:40 PM