blue guy

yooo here’s a story about a little guy that lives in a blue world. he was gifted a blue corvette by his blue mama; he eats blueberries for his blue mornings; he said blue da be dee as his first words; he hates the eiffel tower; he listens to aqua during blue evenings; he sometimes wants to be pinkie. 

his blue father walked off with an orange woman when he was eight blue years old. he learnt later the orange bulbous married a blue boy with lots of blue under his floor boards and his blue father begged, cried, degraded himself in his blue mama’s living room - she said bye blue man, I need to remind our blue son to shower.

the little guy found himself a clean blue girl. it was cordial but he was so blue bored. he wanted to cut a shag mullet to his blue hair but the clean blue girl said that’s very dirty. he wanted to draw some permanent images on his blue skin but the clean blue girl said that’s so criminal. he had enough and said bye blue girl. 

a few blue years went by and the blue guy still eats blueberries in the blue mornings and calls his blue mama a few times a week. he made a blue film in thirty-five mm and he bought his mama a gold continental. he was shopping for blueberries one blue afternoon and passed by his clean blue ex - she was with an orange sk8er boi and her face was a sour ballerina. he learnt to play blue drums and make punk blue songs and then blue metal fell on his lap and he felt more blue. 

he got his blue tattoos and changed his shag for fades and he had a big blue crush on a singer named the same thing as a russian tsar’s dead daughter. he would listen to a black, german band sing in english about a russian creep holy man. one day he was sipping from his blue water bottle and he almost blue choked by the beautiful pink woman sitting on the blue park bench. he gloated to others: she’s a writer; she has traditional art on her pink flesh; she listens to pink DOOM and pink Liszt and her pinkie child film was Anastasia. 

they listen to doctor jones and all caps with their little purple girl today on their blue b&o sound system, the blue corvette in the garage and a pink impreza. the little purple girl eats blueberries and strawberries each colourful morning and says goodnight mummy and daddy each colourful night. the blue side of their bed says how thankful he is for his colourful life and the pink side of the bed says she loves their colourful family with everything she has. 

lets never make a blue film based on our colourful family, they agree and kiss each others colourful pinkies.