You got into the Brixton shuffle. Shove, step, fuck off. Shove, step, fuck off, until you were clear. She didn't know what it was about Brixton; it was over some fault and allowed a strange brew, a ghost beer, to snake out from the earth's entrails: […]

How'd your in-laws feel about you marryin' your wife? Maybe you could pass the paper bag and the comb test, but your old man had dark skin, kinky hair, and he was a dyed-in-the-wool baptist from out in the sticks.

The numbers just go to show — once again — that pundits and presumed communal representatives are flat-out wrong in assuming American Jews are hawkish on Iran.

Experimental bees were fed 500 μL of 30% sucrose control solution and a 6 mg lump of multifloral pollen (Koppert Biological Systems, Howell, Michigan) for two days.