I love the Urban Dictionary. I fucking love it. Type in even the most mundane word you can think of and it will produce several surprising “definitions” you never would have thought of in a million years. I typed in the word cinnamon because I was looking at the furry lump lying on the bed that’s named Cinnamon. There’s no way this word is going to be in there, I thought. Boy, was I wrong.
There are actually seven definitions for the word cinnamon. The first one is my favorite:
1. Cinnamon is something difficult to say when drunk.
These are also difficult to say when drunk:
Thanks, but I don’t want to have sex.
Good evening, officer. Isn’t it lovely out tonight?
Nope, no more beer for me….Cinnanannomm …..Cinomon …Ciniman …uhhh!i give up, gimme another beer!
I also really love the third definition:
3. The equivalent to a ginger, just more attractive and usually has a soul. Commonly found in the North Eastern part of the United States and Western Canada. Freckles are prominent and usually in large numbers. Some cinnamons are found wearing obscene clothing, beware. Large families are usually together in one area of the country of this breed.
Differences between the two are skin tones, which are usually a shade darker than most gingers and the cinnamons are more aesthetically pleasing,
“Yo man, did you see that slamming ginger over there with her tits hanging out?!”
“Yeah I did man but that’s no ginger! It’s a cinnamon! You don’t find banging gingers anywhere these days!”
Apparently, cinnamon also means roughly same thing as cherry (not the sexual meaning):
4.excellent, very good
Dude, you’re [sic]Jedi cloak is so cinnamon. I wish I had one.
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Stay tuned…
Random Misanthrope 
My paternal grandmother must have been a ginger, though I never had the change to meet her. I have one uncle and one deceased aunt who are/were pure gingers, and my uncle’s daughter just as gingerly as her dad.
My father and other uncle are not gingers, however. And when my father married my mostly Scandinavian mother he thankfully did not pass the recessive ginger gene on to me or my brother.