It's relevant to the point that I was making (being that even a tiny amount of one colour in another colour can shift the perception of that colour to a surprising degree.)

The only cars that are allowed to be yellow are Porsches and Lambos.

FTFY.

Did Westwood actually say that then, dawg?

It's still yellow.

Keep watching.

The Wood: It's fucking yellow alright?

6 out of 48 voters also thought it was greenish-yellow.

The Wood: It's fucking yellow alright?

It was yellow when you posted it on your blog. It was yellow when we argued about it then. It's yellow now.

Buy a new monitor/laptop.

The end.

There isn't a single thread on this board that doesn't need more burttank.

BAD COURT THINGY!

Nine o'clock scotch is meaningful

I had eighteen bottles of whiskey in the cellar, and my wife insisted I empty the contents of each bottle down the sink, or else. After careful consideration, I reluctantly agreed and finally proceeded with the unpleasant task. I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink with the exception of one glass, which I drank. Then, I withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with it, with the exception of one glass, which I drank. I then withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the whiskey down the sink, which I drank. I pulled the cork from the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank. I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest down the glass. I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork down the bottle. Then, I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour. When I had everything emptied, I steadied the house with one hand, counted the glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine, and as the houses came by I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses in one bottle, which I drank.