"Magenta…that’s what I call it when I get that way.
All kinds of feelings tumbling all over themselves.
Well you know, you’re not quite blue, because you’re not really sad.
And although you’re a little bit jealous you wouldn’t say you’re green with envy.
And every now and then you realize you’re kind of scared but you’d hardly call yourself yellow…
I hate that feeling. Just hate it.
And I hate the color magenta.
That’s why I named it that. Magenta.
No way to really explain it but, fortunately between friends you don’t have to."
Blanche Devereaux - The Golden Girls
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