


Not that I know any comedians by those names, but these answers were longish, symmetrical Acrosses consisting of two words… I really wish that FENG SHUI and WENT WILD were also part of the theme. Read filmmaker John Ridley’s NPR story about boxing, Jack London’s racism, and white riots in which dozens of people of color were killed. The “popular parlance” clue sidesteps the phrase’s very ugly and racist history. I hadn’t known that “white hope” was a phrase without “great” up front, but the dictionary says it is. I asked a college classmate from Honduras how cold it got there during winter, and she looked at me like I had two heads. I’m reasonably certain that equatorial regions don’t really have winters. ) is the theme, and the theme answers are phrases that double as a pair of comedians’ last names:

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