>>25266408>"Well, do you like it?">The Queen took a step back from the newly unveiled canvas.>Although she had only picked up painting a few weeks ago, and was sure to leave it for some other hobby once real resistance was met, she seemed abnormally proud of her creation."I... I don't know quite what to say."
>"Stunning, isn't it? I call this particular one 'Moist Nights on the Stygian Seas 2: The Inexplicable Smell of Pineapple Pizza'.""That makes no sense."
>"It's post-modern, it doesn't have to.""What happened to the first one?"
>"The canvas proved unfit to realise my ideas, and suffered a summary execution.""Oh."
>The onlooker suddenly felt a lot less secure about his critique.>"But enough talk about that, tell me what you think!""It's..."
>"Stunning?""That's not quite the word I was looking for."
>"Breathtaking, then?""I think confusing is the best word for this."
>The Queen stared at him, and for a moment he wasn't sure who was the most confused.>"Really?""Yeah. It's just a black canvas with some green splatter on it."
>"Harlequin.""What?"
>"It's not green, it's harlequin. It's between green and chartreuse green. It's very symbolic.""Symbolic of what?"
>"Life. Death. Taxes. The unending pain of tortured art critics begging for death. Screams. Blood. Puppies. Sunshine. Cheap wine. You know, the big issues.">"Now that I've explained it to you. what fo you think?"I... I think it's fucking brilliant."
>"See? I knew you were going to like it. You always do." 
