Sunday, September 9, 2012
The Dutch Hate Me
Once again they have refused me an invitation and press credentials to their annual red head festival located in the Netherlands. Do you understand what I am missing out on? Cute redheaded Dutch girls in wooden shoes and those floopy hats their wear. After a day of relaxing with my fellow gingers I could go to a cafe for some of that fine imported Lebanese hash.
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Hattie!!!! Respect the red!
Oh how I wish you could have gone! Those two girls look so beautiful with their milky skin and vibrant red hair. You would have liked my mom. She had such flaming red hair she was called Rusty by her friends.
You know my love for the Gingers is pure. And I love Holland too. Such a beautiful place with great food and people. I still have my wooden shoes from back as a kid when they made them to fit me and I wore them through the streets of Amsterdam to the delight of the locals.
My wife could have snuck into that today. She's newly ginger. I could have been her "plus one". Of course I couldn't very well look at the other gingers for fear of having my lights punched out.
I hope you had something to do with her new hair color. Nothing like a change for the new year which for me always starts in September.
And if you were in that large crowd who is to say you wouldn't have just slip away from her in all that chaos. It happens. Not your fault. I got your alibi ready to keep you from a beating, my friend.
A Voluptuous Red Head and Gustav Klimpt Style Background. Kal, I think this picture was made for you:
http://apesandbabes.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/women-art-book-2-b.jpg
Ah, you know me too well, my friend.
All I know is that everybody's invited to the dutch Redhead Days. Redheads and interested people from all over the world visit the event. Here's a photo I took at RHD 2014 of a Canadian redhead. https://www.flickr.com/photos/rdesign84/15657486516/
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