Has he got a pulse? With that hole in his head? You kiddin', a pulse? Give me a break, will ya? He's about as dead as they come. Helluva place to do yourself. Hey, look at this, he's got part of his neck chain in his mouth. “The dude was loco, man. He was tryin’ to eat gold. Call it in and let’s get the party started. Got to get the body out and the mess cleaned up before light. Wouldn’t want the turistas upset.”

The backbone of both endocannabinoids 2-arachidonoylglycerol (2-AG) and anandamide (AEA) is the ω-6 fatty acid arachidonic acid (AA).

You have no idea how poor the court is; nobody is rich, except Mazarin and l'Abbé Fouquet. I am half tempted to cry with Madame Thurine, 'How happy are our servants! they, at least, get Christmas boxes.'

After more than a year of mainstream-culture derision aimed at so-called twitards, vindication of a kind arrived in the March issue of a trendy men's magazine, Details.