Just Tell Me What to Feel, and I Will

If you look for it, you’ll find it. A yearbook photograph of Jihadi John when he was a boy. He was a goofy-looking kid with a goofy-looking haircut, and a goofy smile to match. He wore a dorky school uniform, he played soccer, his favorite band was S Club 7, and when he was older, he

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Good Beer, Bad Beer, and Soccer

I’d like to tell you about a bet involving really good beer, really bad beer, and also soccer, but first a clarification: Though you’d think it would almost have to be, “Bud Light & Clamato Chelada” is not the worst beer in the world. Just so we’re clear, “Clamato” is a portmanteau of “clam” and

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