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THATWEIRDGIRL

Saturday, March 26, 2005 5:59 PM

There once was a man from Nantucket

Quote:
Originally posted by zoid:
Who traded his car for a ducat,

He really wanted to see

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TETHYS

Saturday, March 26, 2005 8:53 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by KaySky:
Quote:
Originally posted by lissa:
why are guys completely unintelligible and completely clear at the same time?

~lissa, spwhore

On the subject of men, do they really like blonds better?

I just spent $150 and 3 hrs. of my day at the salon changing my hair to blond yet again. After the salon I stopped by a sandwich shop to pick up something to drink and I get asked out by the sandwich guy. I've been to that sandwich shop at least a dozen times in the last few months and he's waited on me, but now suddenly that I'm blond I get asked out. I so do not get that.

Please, men, enlighten me.

****

Being clueless is a good thing.

Here's your enlightenment. Not all guy slike blondes. Actually isn't even most. Most prefer darker haired women (mystery and all that jazz I suppose) Personally, give me a redhead anyday o:O Yes, it's the celt in me LOL

"Your mouth is talking. Might wanna look to that"
I am: http://redwing.hutman.net/%7Emreed/warriorshtm/bigcat.htm

ZOID

Saturday, March 26, 2005 11:06 PM

TiPpY:

"The Big Damn Movie,"

-zed

P.S.
Good luck with the ending, heh-heh...

ZOID

Saturday, March 26, 2005 11:23 PM

tethys, et al:

I prefer dark-haired, dark-eyed girls. When was the last time you heard a brunette joke?

Q: "What do you call a brunette talking with two blondes?"

A: "The interpreter."

As for redheads, if it's just bottle-red or henna rinse, fine. An actual redhead? Umm, better you than me! Just foolin' around may be alright, but to actually live with one?

Hey, it's all a matter of personal taste and experience. But every real redhead I've ever met (male or female) was as mean as a snake. Confrontational. A little sadistic (or a lot).

One way or the other, the whole 'blondes have more fun' is Madison Avenue brainwashing at it's best. If you have more fun as a blonde, it's because you let yourself have more fun when you're blonde. Having fun -- as in 'getting hit on more' -- is strictly about you feeling more confident and being more receptive...

Respectfully,

zoid

P.S.
Two blondes vacationing in San Antonio find themselves separated, on opposite sides of the Riverwalk. One blonde shouts to the other, "Hey! How do I get to the other side?" The other blonde shouts back, "You ditz! You're already on the other side!"

P.P.S.
Yeah, I know, Joss is a true redhead. Here's hoping he'd be an exception to my experience.
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"Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me." The Ballad of Serenity

TETHYS

Sunday, March 27, 2005 12:28 AM

Ahhhhh the infamous temper of the natural redhead. I will say the reputation, by and large is *sorta* deserved. LOL My wife is, of course, VISIBILY irish (red hair, temper, and all), though quick to anger, usually is quick to cool off.....and the make-up mmmmmmmm LOL.

At least where my wife is concerned, it is definately worth it to live with, in more ways than one (not just the infamous physicality of the redhead), though at times it takes some patience o:O

"Your mouth is talking. Might wanna look to that"
I am: http://redwing.hutman.net/%7Emreed/warriorshtm/bigcat.htm

TETHYS

Sunday, March 27, 2005 12:34 AM

errrr

Q: How do you keep a blonde busy?

A: Give her some M&M's and tell her to put them in aphabetical order

Q: Same as above.
A: Put her in a round room and tell her to stand in the corner.

Q: What do you call two blondes in a row?
A: A wind tunnel.

******For mature people only******

Select to view spoiler:

Q: Why did the blonde have lipstick on her stearing wheel?
A: she tried to blow the horn.

Q: Why did the blonde have a bruise on her belly button?
A: Her boyfriend is blonde, too.

Forgive the tasteless ones, I am at work so my mood is rather.........funky. Then again, I created not a one of them, simply repeated those that have circulated for decades o:O

"Your mouth is talking. Might wanna look to that"
I am: http://redwing.hutman.net/%7Emreed/warriorshtm/bigcat.htm

ZOID

Sunday, March 27, 2005 3:48 AM

tethys:

I'm not even talkin' about hot temper. I'm talking about a vicious streak.

But the good news is you married one of the good ones. My paternal Grandma was a flaming redhead, and she was just as sweet as she could be, to me. Then again, my Grampa didn't give her any sh!t, and he was a man well known for his intemperate disposition (although again, he was an absolute angel to me).

*Sniffle* I miss my grandparents, and my Dad. Think I'll call my Mom before I go to bed (which is now).

v/r,
-zed

P.S.
My paternal grandparents barely spoke English, being 'Cadians (e.g., 'Cajuns'). Very loud, very lively, very loving...

THATWEIRDGIRL

Sunday, March 27, 2005 6:52 AM

Well Mr. Zed, it's not very good, but I finished it:

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who traded his car for a ducat,
He really wanted to see
The Big Damn Movie
And so to the theater he trucked it

ta-da!

TiPpY

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ZOID

Sunday, March 27, 2005 11:09 AM

TiPpY:

Brava! With the exception of the extra beat in your 3rd line, it is limerick. How about:

"There once was a man from Nantucket
Who traded his car for a ducat,
He wanted to see
The Big Damn Movie
And so to the theater he trucked it."

Not likely to be confused with Lerner and Loew, are we? Still, not too bad, considering the 'man from Nantucket' seed.

Poetically,

zoid

P.S.
"There once was a girl from Wisconsin,"

CHRONICTHEHEDGEHOG

Sunday, March 27, 2005 7:23 PM

For Zoid - A detailed explanation of growing hatred

Hatred is completely irrational. I'm probably gonna come off as a complete jerk for this story but my life's an open book so I figured I'd try and give you an explanation.

Until recently I'd never hated anyone, not even many people I'd disliked to be honest and though I no longer hate the person in question I thought I'd try and give you an explanation of what happened starting from the point we met until now:

We met about two years ago at karaoke, she was a friend of a friend of a friend. We got on pretty well, me and my friends would go to karaoke every week and she'd always make an effort to come over and say hello to us. It kinda irritated me that she was so over-familiar off the bat but she seemed nice enough, didn't have much in common but nice (I'm going to use that word a lot here, I can tell...). This went on to the point that she started trying to hang out with us outside karaoke. No-one really knew her (or was sure how we knew her to at that point), no-one was really comfortable with her being there but she was nice so how do you tell someone like that you're not really friends?

She had no opinion of her own and would just try and agree with other people. On the occasions she did have an opinion she'd lie about it and try and agree with everyone else. Again, mild annoyance but not hatred.

A couple of months into the 'friendship' we were out at the pub and she got pretty drunk and started coming on to me. I did my best to explain I wasn't interested, but being drunk it fell on deaf ears. So I put up with about 3 hours of her trying to hold my hand, trying to cuddle up to me, sitting on my lap etc... She invited me back to her place, I declined, she still didn't get the hint. Eventually I did what any man would do, I ran away to a friend's house. I think hatred started brewing at this point.

She decided to avoid me for the next week or so but it kept coming through mutual friends she was embarrased and didn't want to face me. This was good I thought, she realises her mistake, it'll be fine.

6 months pass without incident and we're back to mild annoyance.

Start of this academic year she starts hanging out in the coffee shop on campus. For the past two years this has been mine and my friends hang-out as we wait for (or more accurately avoid) lectures, so I'm seeing her most days, she's still exactly the same: World revolves around her but she agrees with everyone else. Hatred is respawned.

She starts inviting herself to my house, unfortunately she keeps bringing friends who I get on really well so I let her. Because she always tries to bring the conversation back around her I don't get any time to talk to anyone else so I start hanging out with her friends behind her back (man, how childish does that sound?)

Somehow she gets my e-mail address and adds me to messenger. I start getting messages 5-6 times a day. Nothing bad, just "how are you?" "what are you up to?" kinda stuff. All the time. I get up, there are messages. I get home there are messages. I go to the toilet, there are messages. It's about this time hatred kicks in. I can't explain why but it's a very physical hatred. My whole body felt tense around her, I started smoking when she's around to deal with it. It made no sense but I couldn't cope with her in my life.

I block her from messenger. I stop hanging out at the coffee-shop to avoid her. I don't go out if I know she'll be there. I ignore her phone calls and text messages.

At this point one of my housemates helps start a society which she joins. I can't help hanging out with her. It's not as bad as it was before but I still can't stand her. (There are stories of me standing in the middle of a crowded bar with her there drunkenly shouting "I hate ****, I hate her more than anyone I've ever met. I wish she'd never been born....")

I think maybe I'm being harsh, I try being nice to her. Focussing on the good points, because she really is

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