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...waitress brings it to the table while blowing a whistle. Usually, at that point, the restaurant starts cheering again, and it’s proper Southern etiquette to invite the waitress to share the drink. If you’re not in the mood for something served in a bucket, there are slightly smaller options—still served in Mason jars, though—such as Plantation Punch and the bright blue Carolina Cooler, as well as shots with intriguing names like “Say a Prayer” and “Moonshine: Pure...
STINKERS IN THE BAIT BUCKET...
...free funding intended to help lower Manhattan recover from the Sept. 11 attacks—for a new office building in midtown, of all places. There is so much money in fact, that this 8-figure handout is practically a drop in the Liberty Bond bucket, which is giving away billions of dollars so that, among other things, more luxury apartments can be built downtown, and so that The New York Times—the venerable, and profitable, paper—can move into fancy new digs at the taxpayers expense. Good to see that heroes of Sept. 11, Wall...
...rust bucket of a Russian nuclear submarine, was being towed to a navy scrap yard late last month when it sprang a leak and went down in the Barents Sea. Nine sailors lost their lives--a fraction of the 118 who died when another Russian submarine, the Kursk, exploded and sank three years ago. But this latest sub disaster could have more serious consequences. A high-level Russian official tells TIME that K-159 "presents a threat more menacing than that of the Kursk," a state-of-the-art submarine whose reactors were much less likely to leak radioactive material...
...grow up, it becomes a more dangerous prospect. But white-collar boxing is fairly innocent: you're not going to get badly hurt because the other guy's probably as incompetent as you." Equally important, the level of Rocky fantasy fulfillment is high: the ceremonial weigh-ins. The bucket to spit in. The theme song when you enter the ring. The nicknames. (Where else could a middle-aged white guy be called "Baby-Faced Assassin"?) The sport has become ubiquitous enough that it's reached the agony-aunt columns. In June a woman wrote in to the Daily Star newspaper...