THE COLOR PINK

[Jimbone]

Years ago I found myself a temporary guest of local authorities while they sorted out which of us had misbehaved in certain overnight activities. As they booked us in they asked me if I wanted the green cell or the pink one, and being a surly teenager I said they might be welcome to go fuck themselves with a rusty chainsaw.

I learned two things that long day: 1) I HATE pink, especially on walls. And 2) never irritate an authority figure with the power to make you even more miserable than you already are.

A close friend of mine is an LEO, and in his barracks when someone acts up they take them to a comfy room, handcuff them to the wall and sit them on a bench.

They then put a cymbal clanging monkey on the floor just out of reach, close the door, and leave.



He says it works like a charm to get people to behave.