Can he turn plaid, or maybe paisley, or just a cam-million different individual shades?

Hell, he could make big bucks doing TV commercials for, say, Sherwin-Williams as "The Human Paint Chip", riding Old Paint to worldwide earth-covering glory! I, for one, would spring for the "Live at Home Depot" 2-CD + DVD boxed set!

Or could an expose book on race relations called "Purple Like Me" be in the offing, followed by countless endless-hued sequels if it proves successful?

And some foggy Christmas Eve (and there'll be a lot of them with all the Global Warmin' caused by all the Global War Men), he could replace Rudolph, or, even if only as a mere tail light/turn signal, still become immortalized in a Holiday song he could write himself and retire on the royalties and resulting animated spinoffs.

Of course, few people realize that back in the lean late-1960s New York City years, the only way he could get by finacially was to hire himself out as a black light at pot parties. You had to pay extra for him to strobe or do a lava lamp, as that stuff tended to hurt a bit after a while.


Yesirree, Bob! You've led us on to countless endless possibilities here......