|Splashed? Splashed? Someone caught a Mustard Goat, severed his throat and pointed the artery at the wall. And the carpet.
Anyone who feels a great sense of triumph because they found a backgammon set that matches the carpet needs to be kidnapped, stuffed in a trunk and dropped off in Cabrini Green with Franklins pinned to their shirt. Just to see that there are places were color-coordinated board games are strikingly irrelevant.