[…] Feist still gets her ya-yas out as part of atmospheric-rock collective Broken Social Scene, and just a few years ago she could be found rapping in Spanish through a sock puppet […]

The victorious individuals were as follows: Doll Contest—[…]“baby-est,” 1st, Mary Grew, 2nd, Susan Shamlian;

The coffins eventually reached cold storage, where they were to lie for another six weeks. Enter the sangomas. The antidote for zombies requires that sangomas reunite the zomboid spirits with their bodies. A Cape Town sangoma told me that once she had danced herself into a trance, she was able to spiritually enter the cupboard and catch the zombies (who, she assured me, are terribly strong).

Therefore the Vulgar did about him flock / And cluster thick unto his leaſings vain; / Like fooliſh Flies about an Honey-Crock; / In hope by him great Benefit to gain, / And uncontrolled Freedom to obtain.