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Beige Lifestyle
I don’t tend to worry about many things but one thing recently has played on my mind, something I have noticed that age defined the need to wear and fall in love with beige. If you see me wearing all beige then give me a shout, if you see me wearing beige then count me out, shoot me in the head and lay me to waste and then place me in an unmarked grave. I don’t want to find myself in beige stay pressed pants and a beige shirt and jacket to match, with a summer beige sun hat stuck on my head I’d rather look ridiculous in trendy clothes or be dead, because wearing beige reflects our lives a beige outlook and a beige lifestyle, lacking any other colour and blending in into too many of life’s backgrounds and surroundings, disappearing through being beige, is not the plan or my way, I had it in mind when plotting my demise my epitaph would read he lived life, in a colourful way enjoying it and living it bright, embracing everything new and in a brave way and they say he raced to his grave in a joyous, riotous display, rather than we saw him ambling along and fading away, so we shot him in the head and buried him in an unmarked grave.
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