"What a great site you have!!! I've been red all my life and I LOVE it -

redheads are the refreshing, stimulating alterative!!!

I also have for you my rude redhead joke - What does a redhead have in common with a Jaffa Cake? It's the smashing orangey bit in the middle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jenny 12/24/99

A very attractive redhead goes up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestures alluringly to the bartender, who comes over  immediately. When  he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring  his face closer  to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his full beard. "Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands.

"Actually, no", the man replies. "Can you get him for me?  I need to speak to him", she says, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.

"I'm afraid I can't," breathes the bartender, "Is there anything I can do?" 

"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. 

"What should I tell him?" the bartender manages to say.  

"Tell him," she whispers, "There is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room."

A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. Their domestic tranquility had long been the talk of the town. A local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their long and happy marriage.

"Well, it dates back to our honeymoon," explained the husband. "We visited the Grand Canyon and took a trip down to the bottom of the canyon by pack mule.

 We proceeded a little farther when the mule stumbled again. Once more my wife quietly said, 'That's twice.' We hadn't gone a half-mile when the mule stumbled a third time. My wife, a redhead, promptly removed a revolver from her purse and shot the mule.

I started to protest over her treatment of the mule when she looked at me and quietly said, 'That's once'."

A woman in a northeast Pennsylvania art gallery is staring at an exquisite painting entitled Home for Lunch. It depicts three very naked black men sitting on a park bench with their penises in plain view. But while all the men are black, the one in the middle has a pink penis.

 

"Excuse me," the woman says to the exhibit's curator. "I am curious about this painting of three African-Americans. Why does the man in the middle have a pink penis?"

 

"I'm afraid you've misinterpreted the painting," says the curator. "These men are not African-American; they're coal miners , and the fellow in the middle went 'home for lunch' to his redhead.