Believe the rumours, yours truly has been dating.
Two dates, to be precise, with two different women.
The first.
I hate to paraphrase Elaine from Seinfeld when she said, "No, I mentioned the bisque" but, let me refer you to the title and say I mentioned the blood sausage. Not to imply that we played couch rugby--we didn't but, I came home more impressed with the fact that I had not only tried blood sausage but thoroughly enjoyed it. We went to La Bodega, had blood sausage, went to Starbucks, yadda yadda yadda, I'm writing about it now.
It's a start.
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wait, you were more impressed by the blood sausage than you were by the girl?
~goes to look up blood sausage~
I looked it up. On paper it sounds gross, but I would be willing to give it a whirl...as long as it didn't have onions in it.
Went to La Bodega YEARS ago, might have to check it out again.
You didn't mention if your date liked it...
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