Recently I’ve decided I must like striped-y better.
Seems I have a bunch of it.
New duvet cover is mint green and white striped.
I just got a Tshirt I ordered. Black and white striped. Kind of a french sailor look. (?).
I have striped beach towels. Just dug them out for mid-dau to take the kids to a swim park tomorrow.
Bayliss’ collar is striped.
My tastes have refined. Or not. According to your preference.
How weird.
But what is My Favorite?
Think pink!
I must sadly report that there do not appear to be any old timey prison uniforms that are polka dots pokie-dots.
Oh, crap.
It must be a premonition into my future.
I must change my ways.
There was a son that complained to his mom that he could never recognize her car when she came to pick him up at school. I’m not surprised they all look like jellybeans with wheels.
Mom painted the car with polka-dots. 
Sweet story, and why the hell not? I’m sure the son got ribbed for it in school, but he could recognize the car now.
Why is this thread not bad, bad, bad?
Wait a minute! Gumby’s horse friend is a solid brown color.
It is bad bad bad.
Believe me.
Awww. Pokie.
I loved him.
Til my little brother bit his ears and eyes off.
Tell the people what she wore.
An itty bitty, teeny tiny . . .
[ETA: whoops, my memory’s not perfect, is it? close enough, though, I’m not going to change it.]
You were an itsy bitsy teenie weenie bit off