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The naked choke

It was love. At first sighting. It was like a love that lovers might have for each other across the spread of a crowded room, and it occurred in a place no less auspicious than the front row of a matinee showing of Mel Gibson's 1987 flick, Lethal Weapon
Wherein our reporter and frequent choking victim/perp, insofar as he can recall, his lifelong love affair with extended bouts of unconsciousness via the Rosetta Stone of finishing moves: the choke
By EUGENE S. ROBINSON  |  August 27, 2010


Dotty old women, idiots in powder wigs, a fat guy beating off, and disgorged chunks of food — they aren’t as funny as you might think.
“Gag” might be a better title
By PETER KEOUGH  |  September 23, 2008