Kiss Me, I'm Ginger

Instead of wearing a shirt that says "Kiss Me, I'm Irish!" I'm going to cross out the "Irish" and write "Ginger" this Saturday. What kind of reaction do you think I'll receive?


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  • I guess you won't be wearing the green mustache that some at the South Side parade were shown with on the news.

    I guess so long as it isn't orange.

  • Nope, not a hipster ginger, sadly. :P

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    The Ginger Phile has had the unfortunate disposition of being a ginger since birth. She has tried various medications to cure her gingervitis, including therapies such as tantrum-throwing. Her efforts have been to no avail. Instead, she is trying to write it out, via this blog. Unfortunately, she doesn't think it will bear a soul for her. The Ginger Phile is from the exotic land of Wisconsin, where she had daily inner turmoil over whether she was a ginger or a daywalker. So far, three of three votes say daywalker. She begs to differ, as someone recently told her they would want to be with her if they were biking at night because she is so pale.

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