There actually is no such thing as using colored sentences in the Fantastic Word Game.
Is this the feeling WMC gets right before a head explosion? A little dizzy, ears are white hot, flushed, and the breathing is labored (laboured, as the distinguished British prefer). May I never use another semicolon again, I swear. 🖐
Ed, can we lay off the Christmas colors, or any hue for that matter, to your always inspiring contributions? I need to go grab another Miller Lite and a minor sedative. The fine folks at the RCM Ranch thank you for your cooperation.