So really long story short - I meet a girl at a wine bar in Grand Rapids last night. And she insists on me trying sushi, and I'm hesitant b/c I had never had it before. The first appetizer is a sushi tuna roll. Awesome - I can handle that. Not bad - actually kind of really good. But the raw tuna is like the size of a peanut. So she orders a Tuna Poke for her entree, and insists I try this also. This is about a good size cube of seasoned raw tuna which I'm now not liking so much trying to chew and figure out what is going on. I take a swig of my Ferrari-Carano Cabernet red wine to try and wash it down - and somehow, some fucking smooth ass way - the sushi mixed with the red wine set off my inability to control muscles and I spit it all over her. I'm talking ALL over her... I froze for about 10 mins. I was mortified that I had just met this girl about an hour ago, and I just spit red wine on her. SHE starts laughing and can't stop for the next time mins, while I'm trying to figure out do I leave now, or does she, why is she not hitting me or throwing something at me. Turns out - she was so cool about it and the first thing she says "That's one way to get me to take my shirt off for you"
You don't believe me - well here is your proof. And it was A LOT worse than this pic shows.
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zoinks!