Once upon a time in a place called Nowhere during the era of Ubiquity there were two women having tea and scones in an elegant and dainty café.
“It strikes me as odd that the color of money is green,” Aye Wholesaid as she put a piece of scone in her mouth.
“I think it would be much prettier if it were rainbow-colored don’t you?” said her friend Fallow Weir.
“No. As someone who has a lot of money, I can without a doubt say that money would be much more pleasantly held in my hand if it were a different color. Say the color of gold for the rich and brown for the poor.”
“Why brown for the poor?” Fallow asked stirring her tea.
“Because brown is the color of excrement,” replied Aye. “And everything the poor touches turns into excrement. And it should be gold for the rich because we have the Read more of this post
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