My dreads are boy magnets. I shall use this to my advantage, methinks.
(Except when you are dealing with townies. Once I was walking home from work when one of them came up to me and shouted "oi! Afghani! Go home!".... To which I could only reply "i AM going home" because, well, i was. I've got no idea why he thought I was from Afghanistan though. *shrugs*)
That is all. Much love.