Leeches

I'm debating whether the appropriate description for my local blood bank and their marketing staff is clever or twisted.

Last week's promotion was dubbed "A pint for a pint." The twist was that the pint you got was a carton of ice cream, not a glass of scotch.

Even twistier of the two twists was that the pint you're giving is 1/6th of your body's blood supply.

....eeeeew.

This week's promotion was dubbed "Blood for Gasoline."

Way to turn a divisive political statement into a clever ploy to, once again, suck away your lifeblood.





But then again, I'm almost hooked. The chance of winning gas for a whole year?

Just stab me now.