October 12, 1989  It was a beautiful autumn day; the leaves were changing color right before my eyes.  I was taking my usual walk through the park when I heard the over-powering cry of a fashion model.  "You can't wear black and navy blue!!!  What do you think you are doing?!?"  Then there was silence as a maniacal laughter filled the air. 
     "Look at me, I'm wearing pink and red.  Oh oh I'm also wearing stripes with plaids.  WHat are you going to do about it?"
     After I heard that I knew it could only be one person, Mr. Not Color-coordinated.  Using my radar ears I traced where the cries came from.  Freduardo and I hopped onto our trusty steedes and galloped to the scence as fast as we could.  We came just to see Mr Not Color-coorodinated (Or as I like to call him Mr. Ncc) as he was leaving JCPenny's dressed in a neon orange leisure suit with black shoes and a red top hat. 
     "Ha Ha Ha!  You can't stop me.  Soon enough I will be on the cover of every fashion magazine in the world.  People will see my ability not to color-coordinate and they will think it's a new fad.  People will go out wearing Navy blue and black.  Children will wear purple while their parents wear blue.  It will be anarchy and you can't stop it.  Would you like to know why?"
     "Why is that Mr. Ncc?"
     "Because I have much money and you don't.  All I have to do is pay off the right people and my outfits will be posted all over newstands.  And there is nothing you can do to stop me.  So get out of my way before I turn your shiny green cape into something plaid."
     "Never!  I will never give into your dastardly deeds.  Because I do not care what my clothes look like.  In the end niceness prevails."
     "Ah you of little brains obliviously don't realize the public today.  If you don't match you don't exsist.  Everything has to look good otherwise people look it over and totally ignore it.  If you don't match you might as well be invisible."
     I then thought for a while.  Sadly he was right.  If you don't match you might as well not be there.  "Go ahead.  Go to the publishers I can't stop you."
     Freduardo then looked at me with dissapointment, "You're not giving up are you boss?"

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