if it's not a default color then memorize the hex code.
if it's not a default color then memorize the hex code.
That's fuschia.
That's not magenta, that's salmon red!!
Da smurf you talkin bout.
According to Wikipedia, magenta is equal parts red and blue, with no green... but so is fuchsia.
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They're... the same thing? CURSE YOU CRAYOLA! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE ANYMORE!
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Wikipedia is not as reliable of a source as a gay man.
A color blind gay man is more acute with colors than a straight man with 20/20 vision.![]()
Fuschia and magenta are the same color. This is a fact.
Magenta comes from French
Fuchsia comes from German
So they are both loan words for the same color. Q.E.D.
Amaranth is a better color than Fuchsia/Magenta though.![]()
The Flaming Amaranth sounds like a particularly flamboyant nighttime vigilante.
The flaming amaranth
Regular Amaranth
growing up I said red. Adolescence was black. Teenage years blue and silver. I don't really care anymore.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.