15th Nov 2004
Hungary Turned My Blood Blue?
My company had a blood drive, so I signed up and went over the the blood bus on the street around the corner. I had to fill out a long form about my health, sexual proclivities, drug abuse, body art and piercings, etc. (I have only one tattoo, before you read that the wrong way).
So then I do a short interview in a cramped little room in the bus, and I’m rejected! What weird lifestyle choice is it that makes my blood no good for wholesome red-meat-eating, red-state-loving Americans? My stint living abroad in Hungary. In fact, just about anywhere in Europe would have done the trick. They’re all Mad Cow countries! (Nevermind that Hungary hasn’t yet had a mad cow scare as far as I know and Amerika has.)
I think it’s just that real Americans don’t want any blood that has even a molecule of stinky cheese floating in it or has flowed in places where they speak fur’in languages that John Kerry understands. That’s blue blood!
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I can?t blame them. They probably thought you?ve beaten by one of us. And we all know what that means.
Obviously meant bitten…