ginger?

Usually I’m seriously lousy at remembering people’s name, especially in clubs. I mean, who can really hear with all that loud noise going on right?

But that night @ Sanctuary, The Curve, I for once did remember a guy’s name. It goes like that:

loony: “hi! i’m loony. u are?”
guy: “hi! i’m Ginger!”
/loony blinked her eyes once, blinked her eyes twice.. & then couldn’t stop giggling!
loony: “seriously, GINGER?”
ginger: “yeah! ginger!”
/loony’s thinking if he’s called ginger, then if he happened to marry a gal named ‘onion’, then they could have a child named ‘chicken’ or ‘beef’. The end result? “Ginger Onion Chicken”, or beef.

MWaHAAHAHAHaHahaAH!