What are you looking at, turtle? Is there something on the ground over there? Is it a bug? A ladybug? Aw, make friends with it!
Recently I decided that I'm going to model myself after one of those crazy, artsy, metropolitan wackos who only wears one color every day forever. I've chosen yellow and I figure that in two or three years I can weed out all the clothes that aren't yellow, black, white, grey or bluejeans (because really, who are we kidding here? Jeans are important.) and be a bonafide eccentric.
Everything yellow I see speaks to me. This cake gives me lovely flutters!
The man's big yellow hat has gotten a little out of control these days. That hat is massive! Or is George now a little pygmy monkey? Either way, I understand what's going on so much better now that it's clear that the hat is stuffed with cake.