We went to visit some friends of my wife in their new place, on entering the living room I don't normally notice the decorations mainly because it's someone else's and of course the house would be done out to their taste but this living room was memorable it had a dark brown carpet, lime green walls, the curtains were I think a bluebottle greenish that had fibreglass like shiny sort of sheen to them and the ceiling was dark blue.
The above is the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth, when I entered this room I felt trapped and at the same time I was unable let on about how I was feeling or even try to escape.
Now I no longer feel that my dislike of blue as the colour of any car is that outlandish.
I will add that I've no problem with anyone else having a blue car, as long as mine isn't blue.
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