Pigments Puns

An alibino

Thankfully no lives lost, but everyone dyed

John started working in a color pigment company which specialises in mixing and editing different color pigments according to their customers's demands. Once the color pigments were done, they would be mailed out to the customers with a detailed note commenting on the properties of the produced color pigments. John was placed in the 'Pink Pigment' department which was incidentally between the 'Red Pigment' and 'White Pigment' departments. He was really good at his job and was constantly praised for the great work he produced.

However after a month or so, John found that a number of his work was being duplicated and mailed to almost all of his customers. Worse of all, instead of a proper note commenting on the color pigment properties, these duplicated products were accompanied with rather bad puns and jokes. One repeating joke which irritated him the most was: 'What do you call a country with only pink cars? A pink car-nation.'

Upset, he went to his manager to complain about the problem. After listening to John, his manager said, "Oh boy, looks like I need to talk to the manager of the 'Red Pigment' department again. This is not the first time that it has happened. Those Red-editors in that department love to copy and repost other people's original work as their own."
John then asked, "How are you so sure that it was them who are responsible?"
His manager replied, "Well, you can be certain that it is them as they always love jokes or puns especially in the comment section."

But when I woke up I realized it was just a pigment of my imagination.

But it was just a pigment of my imagination

Surely it's a pigment of their imagination ?

But it just turned out to be a pigment of my imagination.

But it was just a pigment of my imagination

Though it could just be a pigment of my imagination.

Turns out it was only a pigment of my imagination

A pigment of your imagination.

Turns out, it's a pigment of your imagination

...but it was just a pigment of my imagination.

Or maybe it was just a pigment of my imagination

A pigment of your imagination

But it was just a pigment of his imagination.

The student then asked...Does this mean that color is a pigment of your imagination?

...but in the end, they're just pigments of my imagination.

...she told me that we didn't have a color we needed.

So this morning I said "I had a dream last night that I found that color for you, but when I woke up I realized it was just a pigment of my imagination."

Got a groan from her, mission accomplished.

> -- Which one, Sir?

> -- The kind of brownish reddish one?

> -- Uh, we've never had any reddish browns on sale.

> -- Oh. Then I guess it must have been a... pigment of my imagination.

It took an accident with red blood to bring blue to the world.

A pigment maker named Diesbach was trying to create a popular red out of cochineal, an insect still used for red dye in everything from lipstick to ketchup.

He added iron sulfate mixed with potash which we later discovered has a useful element now called potassium.

Anyway, the potash he used was contaminated with animal blood, which contains iron, and rather than creating red, he accidentally invented an affordable, long-lasting true blue.

When it came to making red pigment... he really BLUE it.

Or is it just a pigment of my imagination

And the thing about eyes, sight, and light is that nobody really knows what colour anything is.

What we think of as colour is actually light reflecting off a surface in the visible light spectrum- nothing is inherently colourful on its own. So everything we see is actually in our own heads. Transfered light is reflecting off objects, into our eyes and being read/perceived by the brain as 'colour'.

It's all a pigment of our imagination.

It’s probably just a pigment of my imagination.

They're pigments of your imagination.

Sorry, was this joke too off-color?

I told him that is the pigment in the shrimp....

The pink-ment

A pigment of your imagination

A pigment of their imagination

...but it's only a pigment of my imagination

Me: I didn't hear anything. Dad: Must have been a pigment of my imagination then. Me: What? Dad: I have a colorful mind.

When you dream in color, is it a pigment of your imagination?

A pigment of your imagination...

It was a pigment of my imagination.

It was just a pigment of my imagination.

Or is it just a pigment of our imagination?