I’m even. So’s my husband. So’s my kid.
Funny, most people think we’re odd…
My friend’s is even, and she’s black.
Mine is even, and I’m white.
Mr. Kalhoun’s is even and he’s white.
Congratulations, JuanitaTech, on your whiteness. You’re just in time for White Man Shuffle class. I’ll catch you up on missed lessons afterwards.
I’m the whitest white Jew from Chicago you’ll ever meet.
Yet my SS# ends in a ‘7’.
Do I get to listen to ‘Shaft’ without embarassment now?
I don’t have a Social Insurance Number.
Does this mean I’m clear?
No wonder my wife says she can see right through me.
And we don’t like the term “white” anymore. We prefer “melanin challenged”,
Mine is even, but I’m guessing it’s because when I was born my parents lived in an apartment complex that was predominantly black. I guess the SS guys saw the address and figured I just had to be one of them … I mean us … I mean uh I’m confused …
But I’m black! My social security number says so! No, don’t look at my skin, look at the number. 
Sweet! Even, though just a bit pale.
I want my “Educated Black Female. Fear Me.” tee-shirt now.
I’ve always wanted that.
::seethes jealously::
Now I know why I never received that t-shirt in the mail, Rysler. It’s all making sense now…
It means you’re beige.
Zero is an even number, because it can be represented as 2n, where n is any integer (0 in this case). An odd number is one that can be represented as 2n+1.
Mine’s even, too; it’s a 4.
Trust me, I’m the whitest white girl around. I have no rhythm. Even my husband won’t dance with me. I dance like Elaine on Seinfeld, a ‘full-body dry-heave set to music.’
Oh, well.
I’m white too!
But I already knew that. Geez, never let me have any fun… 
… and I’m Black! Apparently.
A very pink Black, mind you, but it’s all good and well because, as coincidence has it, just the other day I was bemoaning the lack of hairy red butts amongst those of us with mocha magic.
Of course, now that auntie em and I are finally the same race, I won’t feel so much like an imposter when we jump that broom.
G’bless my even 5th digit. (Stop that! I was talking about my social security number.)
:mad: <— Being that this is the darkest smilie we have here, I feel that it accurately represents, at the same time, both my newfound dark skin and, judging solely off the color, my aforementioned red butt. I hope that helps.
As I skimmed the OP, I thought they were asking if there was something wrong with your pinky finger, i.e., if your fifth digit was odd.
For what it’s worth (not much, apparently), I’m white and odd. So to speak.
Nope. My two brothers and I all have even numbers in the fifth spot. We’re all white.
Oh, yeah, well…what about the lotto numbers the computer picks for you? Should I be buying in a different neighborhood?
And what about those helicopters every day? What? Oh, never mind. I live near the hospital.
It might be worth reading snopes denying this
Not that I want to spoil anyone’s fun looking for some correlation.
Hey, what prize do you get for converting someone to whiteness?
FTR I have no social security number, so I can’t play
My fifth digit is even, and I’m white. Really. Well, I DO like the blues.
Who are you gonna believe- my Social Security Number, or your own eyes?
