I like to see the good side in a bad situation. Whenever I run into a spiderweb I just pretend I crossed the finish line for a race I didn't know I entered. Hard to throw up from fear when you're too busy being a fucking champion.
This is suppose to be a "the world doesnt make sense" thing. but i thought gingers were called ginger because of ginger bread. and that strawberry blonde was pinkish blonde? ive never called a blonde a strawberry.