This appeared in one of my favorite publication credits ever–the buses of Seattle, Washington.
I Love a Man Who Gave Blood 30 Times
And everywhere I go I think Do you have a pint of him, honey? Does the sweet health and consideration running through him run through you, too? Do you find yourself more apt to fight for justice, sir, or leer like a satyr? Is your wife surprised? Doesn't she like it? And is his vigor here among us, as we sit waiting?