I AM NOT GINGER
WOO!

:D
(British Steel was participating in awesomeness on, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 6:48, Reply)

When I was a younger Snapper
I was at university doing an honours degree and there was a very attractive ginger girl, I'll call her Katie (yep, that's why), in most of my classes.

She had already done a law degree and was tight of arse and firm of breast. Tidy all round. She also had a penchant for 501s, low cut tops, and a rather fetching green denim style jacket. All very 90s and at the time, yummy.

I'd done a Bachelor's degree at a country university, so with some - much - begging and badgering, we went out for a while.

One night we got busy.

Groping, stroking, clothing removed. Pork sword at the ready, I prepared for insertion.

(One has to remember that back in the mid 90s in Melbourne, a Brazilian was someone from Brazil. Bare pubic regions were seen only in scratchy VHS erotic movies, and then rarely.)

Then I saw it.

A thick thatch of red pubic hair. I was scared. Would it hurt? Was it as hot as it looked? Would the purple pounding warhead come out with a new colour? Would my own pubic hair catch 'ginger' and change as well?

To make a long story short, insertion happened, and, if I must say, I was excellent.

Not much happened to my willie except what was meant to happen. It was enjoyable for both of us. She's a lawyer now. I'm not.
(Snapper-head loves a twinky anytime but especially when it's, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 5:05, Reply)

Spot a Yank a clue, anyone?
This is what I'd have posted if I were around for this one: what's the thing with anti-ginger prejudice in the UK? Obviously it's not universal, of course, but it's almost completely unknown over here in the US. Does anyone know where that comes from? Is it some kind of anti-Scottish/Irish/Welsh thing from long ago? (All three populations are somewhere around 10% ginger, and up to 13% in Scotland.)

I'm more than happy to look up how hot Gas Mark 6 is or what sort of products they sell at Boots, but the redhead prejudice puts me at a loss. I apologize (er, "apologise") if anyone's offended or if I'm being excessively clueless, but I'm genuinely interested in learning how this came about.

Personal experiences: well, I've dated/flirted with a few redheads, all of whom were very cute. I also dyed my hair red once with henna from these people. It started out a very rust-like orange, which I didn't like very much, but the henna oxidized over the next few days and turned a sort of dark reddish color, which I liked a lot. I actually had people walk up to me and compliment me on my hair, out of the blue, and that was a completely new experience for me. Alas, I don't have any images.

Also, has anyone dyed their hair red and written a document called Ginger Like Me? It's a horrible idea, but I'm kinda surprised I didn't come across anything like that in a cursory Google search.
(tellum0 is spelled with an 'o', Fri 26 Feb 2010, 4:55, 14 replies)

Red Heads are clearly the cause of most unreasonable behavior today
Why we are picking on people this week, I though I would get in and have my say, don't worry in the end it is all about Red Heads.

Last week I went for a holiday in the country of Malaysia. A fantastic place, beautiful Islands, nice capital city, great weather etc etc.

The only down side of this country is it's very strong Muslim influence.

Some of things that have been brought about IN LAW by the Muslim majority.

1 - No Pork Products allowed in public, which translates as no bacon served in the hotel breakfast buffet. They do offer up "beef bacon" but, compared to the real thing that is like fucking with a sock on your old fella.

2 - No public affection, in fact any person who say holds hands or kisses another person of the opposite gender in public is liable to be publicly caned. Or in other words, demonstrate love for another will get you beaten with a stick!

3 - Women are expected to cover there heads and bodies. (OK this isn't law but, you won't be charged by the police for beating a female relative who refuses to do it). In a place where there is high humidity and temperature if over 30 everyday, they force women to dress in head to toe covering, usually made from nylon or the equivalent of an apparel oven.

While on this holiday my wife's camera was stolen. Now I can only deduce the following;

The majority of the inhabitants of the country are Muslim therefore my camera was stolen by a muslim or in summary, all Muslims are thieving bastards.

And now the part that makes me sure that all these Muslims are bad and evil people (apart from their affinity with killing innocent people in the name of their imaginary friend Allah). Muhammad, the prick who got this whole bunch of infidel haters started was...................

A RED HEAD!
(bad_advice QOTW survivor from the first trollocost!, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 4:36, 4 replies)

My current lust object is a ginger
OK so he also wears a police uniform ;)
I also have a weakness for albino men

Ive never understood this thing about hair colour causing such animosity???
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 1:36, 4 replies)

My Dad
I have brown hair and recently discovered just as I was about to shave, three single ginger hairs.
Lone soldiers against the army of brown hairs on my face.
Upon telling my Dad about this, he proceeded to take the piss shouting "GINGER!!!!" in my face.
Feeling a bit disheartened as I quite like the idea of a ginger beard.
I then noticed that my dad's big bushy beard is made up of three colors.
It's a 1/3 Grey, 1/3 Brown and 1/3 GINGER!
Didn't think it was so funny once I'd pointed that out to him..
(Bludfoot rushing out since, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 1:12, Reply)

Not about the hair colour, sorry
...but the best bit of advice I've ever got from b3ta was in the Top Tips forum years ago: peel pieces of ginger root by scraping them with the back of a teaspoon.

It works really well. Try it next time you're making a curry.
(oball needs Satan more than he needs me, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 0:31, 3 replies)

Protest anecdote
As some of you may know, I became a grandfather last week.

The other night, a mate asked me for the advice I would give my grandson.

"Fat girls come more" was my considered opinion.

Click if you agree with this statement, and think it should be passed on...
( I_Was_Mordred, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 0:18, 5 replies)

I'm rubbish
I'm so rubbish that the best I can manage is writing a note to a guy I like in a pub like a 13 year old and can't even manage to write a response to QOTW on time. I just fail at every juncture.
(mmm....beer, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 0:17, 1 reply)

I was ginger as a small child (as a result of being half Scottish)
But it faded to a kind of dirty copper colour over several years.

Consequentially, I don't have any good stories about myself being ginger. I do, however, also have the "Burn like a motherfucker in the sun" gene, so here's a disgusting little story for you.


Last year, I was on a skiing trip to the French Alps with most of the snowports clubs from most of the unis in the country for a week of drinking, sexing and skiing. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to pack my sunscreen. There wasn't a cloud in the sky all week, but I decided to MTFU and do without. I lasted until day four.

Have you ever been so badly sunburned that your entire face has been covered either with beard or second degree burns? I have. I looked like I had facial dandruff, it was that bad. I couldn't open my mouth to eat or talk because when I did, the skin around it would crack open and blood would start running down my face. Of course, I couldn't put suncream on either because the bits of skin I applied it to would just flake off, exposing new sking underneath for more burning. Uncool in the extreme.

It took weeks to heal - weeks of shocked looks in the street and people wincing when they saw me. I took to wearing dark glasses everywhere until the rings around my eyes had faded from the ridiculous to the merely silly, and swore never to go skiing without suncream again.

If you're not ginger, be grateful.


P.S. My twentieth birthday is in ten days. My hair has been going slowly but steadily grey since I was seventeen. Bugger.
( MatJ LOOK, Fri 26 Feb 2010, 0:12, 1 reply)

Kind of a fan
All right so I'll admit to having kind of a thing for ginger girls. Have always found them really attractive... can't help it. Of course there's much less of a stigma about redheads on this side of the Atlantic.

/misses boston a bit now
//lots of gingers there
///kind of an irish thing, you know
( froopyscot may have a prehensile cock, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 23:42, Reply)

I am
ginger. And I actually like it. Because usually by my age MOST people have got past the teasing thing. I can take a bit of teasing, have taken a lot in the past but there is always a comment that will upset you, although I'm not quite sure what it is yet. That's not an invitation!

Also I find men actually don't mind it!

Although I will admit I don't want ginger kids because I don't want them to be picked on :(
(Shapethrower It's what you want, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 23:41, 2 replies)

Tim Minchin
said it best:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-JIjEsLkDA
(Atomised teabagged your mum on, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 23:28, Reply)

On the school bus........


Well a log time ago, i was a wee knipper on the school bus. I had one or two good ginger friends at the time. This said ginger, we shall call liam, (for that was....etc).

So i dont know if this was a common place ginger reaction to thing, but basically if confronted in anyway, shape or form, this once nice......souless ginger lad, would turn into a crazy person and attack people. This was very known and highley comical as he was also a large fail in the attacking industry. Along comes my friend Richard (for that was his pasty or something), and hits poor liam over the head with a empty drink bottle. No so bad you say, well it was the top end that really.....well..........smarts. Liam then goes into one of his poorly timed fits and climbs over seats to attack this lad.

All in all, it was comical to say the least, and the ginger ended up getting sent home for attacking a pupil. Shocking.

Girth?
(Da[]\[][]\[]Y Well.....That was nice, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 23:24, Reply)

They don't have it that bad. . .
At school (senior or high) your very fragile personality is starting to develop, much like a foetus in the womb. That first year is exciting, fun and bewildering. Then you start to change, by the age of 15 you have the following attributes:
1. Shortness (you were quite tall when you started, but you didn't get any bigger whilst your peers now tower around you)
2. Acne
3. "Should have gone to Specsavers" bottle bottom specs
4. A few extra pounds (read: Lardy)
5. Train Tracks - top and bottom


Then add Ginger to the mix.

:-(

I'm surprised I've turned out so well!
(GsterMum, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 23:15, Reply)

My friend of nearly 13 years
from school (and for some reason, after this, I'll let you ponder why he still is) got ridiculously close to his cousin and ended up in bed with her one day. She came round to my house, bawling her freckled eyes out after his mum (her aunt) caught them together naked, about to do something that their God would have actually approved of (Old testament I think, anyway...). In the coming years when I told this story to all my/his friends and my/his family (as a good friend tends to do), I always saved until last the fact that she was a dirty fucking ginger! "As if it wasn't bad enough she was his cousin, she was a dirty ginner!". I'll never let him forget it.
(5ifty0, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 23:07, Reply)

I saw a hat I liked in a shop...
unfortunately I couldn't buy it because on the label it said, "DO NOT BRING INTO DIRECT CONTACT WITH FIRE" =/
(Ginger_Whinger got in the newsletter!! =D, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:57, Reply)

I have a ginger friend
Who is quite short. I often refer to her as the Red Dwarf.

Recently we went to see the new Sherlock Holmes film, where one character is repeatedly referred to as 'The Ginger Midget'. Hilarity ensued.

/crap story
(Uncle Comrade, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:54, Reply)

Ginger-dar
My friend has a thing for ladies of the ginger persuasion. He says he will not be fooled by box dyed gingers and is now in training to spot the fakes from the real ginger ladies.
Without landing himself in trouble by seeing if the curtains match the carpet within the first five minutes of meeting these ladies.
(chibs, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:51, Reply)

Children are unpredictable
My son is 2 years old and a very cute little Ginger boy. Knowing how cruel other children are to the flame-haired ones, I thought it sensible to teach him that his hair colour is Ginger. Not red, not auburn, not strawberry blonde. Ginger. When asked "what colour is your hair?" he will smile and proudly declare the G word. I was hoping that if any mean kid tried to pick on him by saying "you're Ginger" then it wouldn't hurt his feelings as he'd not think it was a jibe, just the truth.

I didn't expect him to point and bellow "Ginger!" across the road at a teenage boy walking home with his posse of mates. It seems that I've accidentally taught my child to pick on his bretheren. Luckily the schoolboy saw the funny side when he realised it was a very small Ginger one doing the yelling.   

(Long time lurker, first time post!) 
(crustyonion, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:43, Reply)

Back when I did real work and got sweaty and stuff
I spent a lot of time on farms and therefore with cattle. When working with certain breeds it seemed that the hair colour and general hairiness had a lot to do with temperament. There is nothing quite like being cornered in the back of a pen with an angry Limousin bull trying its best to reduce your overall body thickness.

Limousin cattle are, by definition, quite "red" and notably wild. Once the mothers have calved getting anywhere close can be absurdly dangerous as they become quite protective and this is how I broke a stack of ribs. The cow in question was in need of some antibiotics to be given by injection as she was suffering from an infection after calving. Her protective nature meant we spent some considerable time with a dog encouraging her into a muddy corral in the corner of a field. This was a relatively solid affair, built with wooden stakes and solid plank walls. Within this area there was also a "race" to drive the cow into the crush so we could administer the aforementioned injection.
I ended up inside the corral with the cow and things got "a bit lively" and I took refuge behind a gate which was used to close off one end of the race. The cow charged and hit the gate at full force crushing me between it and the wall of the corral. It hurt. A lot. Breathing was somewhat difficult for a week or two. Ginger humans? I have a LOT of red in my hair and have a temper to match, do I care? You decide. If its any consolation chestnut colored horses are similar in their behaviour type as are red cocker spaniels etc etc...
(gearanach #wankwankwank, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:36, Reply)

Every ginger person I have ever encountered has been a prick.
Without exception. Pricks. Whining fucking pricks.
( baldmonkey a frothy foul-smelling vaginal discharge, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:31, 1 reply)

Ginger hair is dying out
I'm studying for a degree in genetics, the reason I become interested was because one day my uncle told me that ginger hair was a recessive gene. You need to have 2 copies of it, one from each parent in order to be ginger.

This however is not the reason that ginger hair is dying out. It's because statistically red haired people have less children than those of other hair colours! Recently I've noticed I'm becoming more and more attracted to ginger girls. Jayma Mays hasn't helped, she needs to put on a bit of weight but her eyes.....
Anyway, my genes want to survive!
(Ginger_Whinger got in the newsletter!! =D, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:29, 6 replies)

Me
I have ginger hair. Despised it when I was at school; felt it was horrifically unfair that I was picked on for something i couldn't help, while the fat kids (who could lose weight) were much more logical targets.

Now I wear my long hair and ginger beard with pride, I'm a muscular Adonis with a beautiful girlfriend, successful job and lots of money.

So if you have a problem with gingers you can fuck off, not that I harbour a lasting grudge or anything.
(Calfderno, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:20, Reply)

I used to take the piss out of gingers
and then the ginger god smited me with a ginger beard.
( krang, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:08, Reply)

So many to pick from!!
I'll tell you probably the funniest instance of comic timing I've ever had in my life.
In case you haven't guessed already I'm ginger to the point of it burning people's retinas if they look directly at it.
My friend and I were discussing whether it was harder in this modern world to be black or ginger. God help anyone who's both, the phrase chocolate orange must haunt their nightmares. Understandably I get a fair share of stick, most of it good humoured and I laugh and respond. (Fight fire with fire...)
I made the point that it was more likely for a stranger to shout ginger abuse at me on the street than ethnic slights. Sure enough...

"GINNNNGER!!!"

From 5 stories up a tower block. That's how fucking bright my hair is. Point proved, I think I won that argument.
(Ginger_Whinger got in the newsletter!! =D, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 22:03, Reply)

Angry gingas
The first person I was punched by was a ginga. I spent a long time thinking they were very angry people who were probably angry because I would be if my hair was colour and I had no eyebrows.

Of course, as a child I had gingoid tendencies myself but I was able to take a tan slightly so I knew I was safe. Nowadays I'm strawberry blonde no matter what my-close-personal-associates call me.
(Audax Victor, Thu 25 Feb 2010, 21:57, 4 replies)