Yeah, pretty screwed up. Imagine what that does to her psyche too, going from worshipped to rejected.

So, she would feel like the average American teenager?

What would you know about the average American teenage girl?


(Wait.... No, don't answer that. I don't want to know....)

Wow, that (my post above) didn't come out correctly...

:blush:

Remeber the lady who was stuck to the toliet?! Well her boyfriend won the lottery, it sounds like twice literally. It doesn't mention her in the article, I just thought it was an interesting aside http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27073475/from/ET/

Blonde sues L'Oreal over brown dye
Woman says dye ruined her hair, but judge gives her the brush-offThe colorful story.

So the blonde can't read the side of a box and sues L'Oreal for her stupidity?! Why can't she go back to blonde, can't you just let it grow out? This question is from a lady who has dyed her hair twice, so I really don't know but just assumed it would disapate after many washings.

A little too late to help GusGus I think, but good to know anyway:

Honey may be best treatment for burns.

A blonde was really tired of being made fun of, so she decided to dye her hair brunette.

As a brunette, she decided to take a drive in the country.

After she had been driving for a while, she saw a farmer and a flock of sheep and thought,

"Oh! Those sheep are so adorable!"
She got out and walked over to the farmer and said,
"If I can guess how many sheep you have, can I take one home?"
The farmer, being a bit of a gambler himself, said she could have a try.

The blonde looked at the flock and guessed, "157."

The farmer was amazed - she was right! So the blonde, (who looked like a brunette), picked one out and got back into her car.

Before she left, farmer walked up to her and said.

"If I can guess the real color of your hair, can I have my dog back?"

So, this blonde called her brunette friend. "I'm so upset", she sobbed.
"What's wrong", asked the brunette.
"I've been trying to put together this jigsaw puzzle of a rooster for weeks! None of the pieces fit together! Can you come over and help?"
"I'll come by this evening", replied the friend.

That evening, the brunette walked into the blonde's kitchen, took one look pieces spread across the table, and told the blond, "Honey, put the corn flakes back in the box."