Remarkably, something unexpected from the banking sector: Humanity
Twinkies taste like freedom — and you can take mine when you peel it from my cold, dead fingers
Say so-long to Suzuki, as it sinks below the Stygian shore
Through the looking-glass: How the brave new world will chase you even into the bathroom
They’ll drive you to drinkin’, if Google builds their hot-rod Lincoln
Put it this way: Would you rather spend your evening in a filthy pub, or with Republicans?
My immodest proposal: Move baseball’s defunct London Rippers to Montréal in 2013
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