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[kleenexwoman]

I'm pretty sure that at one point in my life, some old gypsy woman in my family, most likely angered by my parents' cavalier attitudes to their cultural responsibilities, pointed a withered, gnarled finger at me and muttered, "May she be forever entangled with redheads!" Because it always happens.
I think that if my love life imploded tomorrow and I had to find another boyfriend/girlfriend, I would be incapable of dating a blonde or a brunette. It would just be too weird. My brain would say "Not for you." (Blondes and brunettes belong together in color-mixed pairs. Otherwise you can't tell them apart. I'm serious, I sometimes have shitty face-recognition skills.)

How many of you guys have red hair?

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[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

All the women on my dad's side of the family are redheads. I didn't quite inherit the gene, but my hair gets auburn-y when I stay out in the sun or use vinegar on it.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

This reminds me of a moderately dirty and exceedingly dumb joke I heard the other day. If you have a few brain cells you can waste on it, I'll proceed.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I need all of my neurons. I've been killing them off at an unprecedented rate. I believe the U.N. is going to issue me a reprimand for ethnic cleansing quite soon.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Don't tell me they sent out a task force to investigate the used wadded-up snot-rags cluttering your wastebasket.

I did Model UN for several years, and about the only thing I got from it that the UN was any good for was cutting out from session early to get drunk and go make out with the cute girl from Kenyon who reprsented Kazakhstan. Ah, to be young and decadent again.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

The U.N.: world's most powerful hook-up club. I always wanted to do Model Illuminatus, but my school didn't bite.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Come on, don't tell me the representatives from Israel, Saudi Arabia, and the Vatican don't sometimes get drunk at the end of the week and spend all three of their sabbaths in a huge super-illicit menage a trois. Actually, that would make for a good dirty story. You wanna write it, or should we collaborate?