Why do people slag people with Red/Ginger/Auburn Hair so much?

Sindri wrote: »

Seriously who is that.

I ride the bayjaysus off of her.

I'm getting agitated.

She is a child.

gsxr1 wrote: »

She is a child.

She is in her hole.

And if she is then so am I.

Someone ****ing answer me.


I'm enamoured.

...because they look like this second-chance-education-project-for-women.jpg :eek:

rossie1977 wrote: »

ugly the whole lot of em

Who is she actually?

I think she's beautiful.

Ladies and Gentlemen... I am writing to you this morning from a real live ginger nest.

As I speak, there is a ginger asleep/ *waiting* in the room next to the spot where I am now sitting. Its door is slightly ajar, and if I listen carefully I can hear its slow, eerie breaths rattling in its bedchamber.

How I and my other housemates - all of us happy, normal, well adjusted individuals, came to live with a ginger is not important for now. All I can tell you is that we are doing this work, and endangering our souls, for the greater good of mankind.

Have a look at this NSFW photograph.

http://i40.tinypic.com/2r2vsjs.png

What you're seeing here, my friends and countrymen, is the chilling reality of the ginger's treachery. Here is a ginger familiarising itself with the ways of our world so that it can infiltrate our society and pretend to respect our traditions, when all it wants to do is in fact to wreak its venal savagery on the civilised world.

I have far worse, more graphic, more disturbing pictures than what I can share with you all here. Pictures of the ginger lending money and engaged in usury, pictures of the ginger stealing small children, pictures of the ginger defacing public property and stealing jobs. I have it all on camera, we just have to wait for the right moment to make our move.

You see, we have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering. You ask, what is our policy? I will say: It is to wage war, by sea, land, and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us; to wage war against a monstrous ginger tyranny never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy. You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is VICTORY, VICTORY at all costs, VICTORY in spite of all terror, VICTORY, however long and hard the road may be.

We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, for the beach is where the ginger is at his weakest.

I implore all of you gentlemen: go home to your houses. Take care of your wives and children. Lock up your livestock. Don't let any gingers infiltrate your lives. The revolution is coming, we must all be ready for the ginger scourge.

Good night to you, men.

And God bless sallow skin.

By God, we'll fight for our right to tan.