reverse gingerism
My gf and I had a talk on a ginger tip the other day. I wasn't taking too much notice of the conversation (may have involved shoes, settling down or something as well, it often does).

Basically she mentioned a school where the ginger kids can go into lunch first one day a week. The clever bit is that they can take a friend in with them, thus getting them a non-ginger friend base.

Personally I think that letting them dine in the same room is political correctness gone mad.
('tin'tintin, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 21:39, 1 reply)

I have ginger sideburns. Nothing else, just my sideboards.
Because of this strange hair anomaly, my pal calls me Fish Fingers.

It also means that any future offspring that born unto to the ginger gene, will be placed in a Hessian sack weighted down with large rocks and tossed into the Thames...
( addickted has attained freedom, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 21:35, Reply)

Rob the ginger
knows when bandwidth is fucked, and cannot pay for it, sets a QOTW that saves him money... ginger minger scrunger
( The Scrunt Wants a Dozen Pints, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 20:26, Reply)

Gosh

This qoty could not be more quease-inducing if it used the ginger anagram.
(roysin, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 20:24, 4 replies)

You don't know me...
You're not god.

Hoo!

*weird squealy noise*
(Flahoogamay, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 20:03, 1 reply)

When I was in Primary School
A policeman came in to talk to us about bullying. He asked if anyone had been bullied because of how they look and a ginger boy said people called him Duracell, and the policeman then said, "Yeah, and probably things like Carrot Top, and Ginger Beer, and Ginger Ninja as well, don't they?" listing off a wealth of names he was familiar with, but none of the eight year olds in the class were.

Only time I've seen a Policeman providing ammunition ;)
(Ludacrust alliterated your monstrously magnanimous mother, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 20:02, 1 reply)

Scrawny Ginger.
Knew this ginger bloke once. He was a funny fucker. His scoring technique was to enter the club, find the most disabled looking girl and work his weasily charm on her. Girls in wheelchairs were his specialty. That is all.
( dazbrilliantwhites has been meaning to change this..., Thu 25 Feb 2010, 19:56, Reply)

gingers
i dont know any but i do have a bit of a "thing" for ginger girls

no story just that
(imgunnabesick rawr ^ \_/ ^, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 19:37, Reply)

Isla Fisher.
Enough said.

OH. And Roberta Murgo.
( Maffers I flow kinda strange like Spina Bifida footprints, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 19:33, 3 replies)

When I was 16 and highlights were all of the rage
My friends and I drunkenly wondered whether the big bottle of hydrogen peroxide from under the sink would give me highlights.

Having washed it out when it started to feel a bit burny, I spent two weeks looking like I was wearing one of those weird black and ginger cats as a toupee.

I know now that ammonia should have been used with it, but the only obvious source of that on a drunken teenage night would be to get a volunteer to piss in my hair.

Ginger was a good outcome now I think about it.
( Muns, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 19:04, Reply)

See that Nicola Roberts?
I'd scran her out til my fucking tongue bled.
(The Boy Monders I have ginger bits in my beard., Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:49, 3 replies)

my niece
is very ginger. she looks almost exactly like i did at her age, except for the hair colour(i'm blonde).
i was talking to a fellow b3tan a while ago about my niece starting senior(high) school and debating if her natural sulkiness would prevent her from making friends.
"of course she won't make friends" my mate replied. "she's fat and ginger, god already hates her!"
poor kid!
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:43, Reply)

Well, I know of one notable one anyway...


(credit to HappyToast for creating it)
( Wanderer, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:42, 1 reply)

A warning from the GFJ
well what a topic to welcome me back with!!!
I am a founder member and leader of the para-military wing of the Gingers For Justice League! We are a small but ever increasing band of renegade red heads out for fair treatment for all our brothers and sisters. Why was it always Ginger that bought it in war films eh? or Rusty that gets ruthlessly butchered by the Japaneese guards? Our last planned march through London had to be postponed due to the appearance of the sun and a shortage of factor 600 sun block but watch this space!
You think it's easy growing up with old people asking "oh, did your mum leave you out in the rain?" or being the only ginger kid in the family "you must be the milkmans.." or in your teens when people think it's hysterical to ask if your pubes look like 13amp fuse wire?
Oh don't get me started on the blushing, I spent my entire teens bearing a more than a passing resembalance to a Belisha Beacon!!!
Try going to the middle east, frick me I got a lot of attention, but from MEN!!!! The other lads in my company would offer to sell my arse for "many, many camels - good boy, red hairs, very clean...." Bastards. Same thing in Afghan, the locals make no bones about pointing and making hideously suggestive remarks!
However if you want to be ruthlessly persued in a good way then go to the far east. I was in Japan for a wedding and the combination of being over six foot tall, wearing a kilt and ginger was a leathal combo for the ladies! Apparently they can't get enough, even the old dears were lifting up the tartan for a butchers "oooooh, red hair, red hair - verrry nice!" and introducing me to their daughters/ granddaughters.
Happy days.
BTW it's good to be back!
(The kneeling rifleman Is slowly getting there.., Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:38, Reply)

i like them so much..
I married one, Mrs Nimrodihnio is dark titian gold, so all you nasty little gingerists can piss off.
We have 4 little nimrodettes all blond and blue eyed...so thank fuck the gene hasn't been passed down
(nimrodihnio making gravy for one., Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:34, 1 reply)

I am ginger
But I am lucky enough to be a daywalker... meaning I can tan in the sun and don't burn to a crisp.

Can't think of any amusing story to do with being ginger though! - not the greatest qotw subject so far is it?
( hygor gyrates with animatronic emptyness, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:27, Reply)

Village of the damned.
Red hair runs in my family as I have a few ginger aunts and uncles. My hair is dark brown, at least on my head. A bit over a year ago i decided to grow a beard. Nothing fancy just a chin only deal. Well facial hair is more colorful than most so my beard is kind of brown but for the most part it's red. I never thought much about it until one day my job took me to a small town called Imboden, Arkansas. It's the kind of place you'd never go visit or even stop at while passing through but I had to eat lunch there. I went in a small diner and ordered and as I was sitting there looking around I noticed it. All but one of the 12 other people in this diner had red hair. The one guy who didn't was elderly and mostly bald save for a few small white hairs which I'd almost bet used to be red at some point. I'm not claiming it's from imbreeding but I'm not saying it's not either. As I slowly realized this a fear like I have never known swept over me. I had never been so glad I had grown a beard in my life. It's probably the only reason the townfolk didn't lynch me. I mean these were backwoods ginger rednecks and I knew I was somewhere I probably shouldn't be. Now I grew up as one of about 10 white kids in a school of 400 other black kids so I was used to occasional teasing over differences but I've never been so scared or felt more a minority than I did in that situation, despite being part ginger myself. If work ever sends me back I'll pack a lunch.
(emuman cant afford PS so he beats MSPaint into submission, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:26, Reply)

Ginger
I have a rusty roof, but my garage is not at all smelly! Only being able to go out in the sun for about 10 minutes without turning crispy is a bit crap though and factor 50 suncream is awful.
I also quite like ginger boys, can't see at all why they're not popular.
(The Ginger Penguin la la la la la la, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:22, 2 replies)

The jury is still out
I am equivocal about redheads. There are many degrees of gingerism and the worry would be having Ronald McDonald hair. The darker shades or strawberry blonde stage is attractive: use dyes if you have a blaze orange head.

My biggest bias is the all to often freckles that accompany gingerism. I don't mind a few, but when it looks like a recurrence of leprosy, I must state: use more foundation.

My niece has strawberry blonde hair; great girl but refuses to wear much makeup and with light eyebrows and eyelashes, she can be a washout. My suggestion to ginger ladies is to avail yourself of all the cosmetics that God has provided.

Had two good friends who were redheads. Also knew a redhead named Gene who put a pencil tip up on the seat of the kid next to me during kindergarten. The squealing and blood put me off redheads for a while

There, my Proust stream of consciousness is finished.
( BrokenCoccyx doesn't mind if you grope on, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:20, Reply)

This was always the problem with Harry Potter
As a boarding school survivor it never rang true - a ginger kid with two friends.

For the record I'm a strong supporter of redheads. The combination of red hair and creamy white skin is like catnip. I can well remember the feeling of disappointment when I got my first redhead into bed and found out she dyed.
(paxvobiscum, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:13, Reply)

I'm ginger
and so are my pubes
( mictoboy shitting in your cunt since, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 18:05, 2 replies)

Hair dye disaster.
In a vain attempt in my youth to look a little less like the school hamster I decided that my ginger hair needed to be dyed away and hidden from the world. So I bleached it. I did it my self and it took fine and went a rather brilliant shade of white (can you have a shade of white?). Looking back now I looked like a startled, and slightly more rotund, Rhydian Roberts.

Shortly after moving up here to Sheffield I decided the way to show my patriotism during the upcoming football based (I can't remember which one) was to dye a red cross onto the white giving me a rather striking St George's Cross permanantly dyed into my hair.

Some come the big day the red dye was purchased. In my infinite wisdom I decided I wouldn't get someone to help me and keep it a surprise for my Uni mates.

It went a bit wrong. I re-bleached my hair so as to have a bright white base upon which to fly my follicle based flag. I missed my aim and ended up with a rather poor effort so decided the best thing to do was to wash out the red dye quickly. So dived head first into the shower and proceeded to wash my hair. The water ran red for a while then after a few minutes ran clear. I jumped out the shower dried off my hair and buggered off down to the Students Union to embark upon alcoholic obliteration.

What I hadn't done was thought to check my hair before leaving the house. This is how when I arrived at the union I was greeted by the kind of shock that is normally resevered for Kentucky State Prisoners. If I had of thought to check before my haste to leave the house I would have realised that because of the freshly dyed blonde hair the red had taken almost immediately so even though I jumped into the shower and washed out all the excess dye I didn't do it quickly enough. I now looked like I had been picked up and dumped headfirst into a candy floss machine.

Barbie Pink hair really doesn't do my complexion much good. I shaved my head the next day and spent the next three weeks looking like a baked bean.

I've stayed Ginger ever since. Even that is more dignified than pink.
(kickstandrich last had sex with your mum/sister/wife/daughter on, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:38, Reply)

CONGRATULATIONS B3TA.COM
on what is possibly the shitest QTW ever... which minority group are we kicking next week?? Are you recruiting for the BNP??
(TROLLING AWAY living under a post ironic bridge, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:35, 6 replies)

My mate Earl (of Hanson and dumb waiter story fame)
insists that gingers smell of beans.

I don't know why. He is quite odd.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:31, Reply)

Dispite my little joke there, I have nothing against the gingwots.
My brother is one, my beard is another (like many fair haired blokes my beard and tache are ginger) and there's loads of ginger birds that I would love to get nudy with. Not all mind, but many, many.
(Wagane, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:30, Reply)

Gingers annoy me...
...all of them:
(1) the ones with really really red hair (who have no choice but to put up with duracell/ginger-nut/collars-v-cuffs jibes)
(2) the ones who claim to be "strawberry blonde" (they're just kidding themselves and should know better)
(3) even the ones who have brown hair but ginger beards. They count too.

They all look like albinos to me, and I am scared of them. They have dominent genes and can turn your offspring orange if you look too long at them.

Sadly, I'm in the (2) camp.
(FUXTIX Not my words, Carol, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:24, Reply)

So the doctor at the hopsital comes out to the new father and says
- Do you want the good news or the bad news.
Dad says - The bad news first to get it out the way.
Ok - says the Doc - Your baby is a ginger.
What's the good news - says the dad.
It's dead - says the Doc.
(Wagane, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:21, 1 reply)

You beauty
Finally this might get the recognition and appreciation it observes.

One of the few pieces of wisdom my mate's dad passed on to him was this gem on the subject of ginger birds:

"Remember son, rusty roof, smelly garage"

In my experience, and that of several of my friends, this is true.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:19, 9 replies)

I'm a ginger
Ginger women = sexual dynamite and all round filthmongers.

Ginger men = School hamster lookalikes.

Sadly I fall into the latter group but I thoroughly enjoy the company of the former.
(kickstandrich last had sex with your mum/sister/wife/daughter on, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 17:17, Reply)