Handout.

So, last night when I was walking home, I ran into the black homeless dude who's always outside the deli outside my house and who has started giving me the fist-bump every time he sees me ever since he found out I was volunteering for the Obama campaign, and since I had a leftover banana in my bag from lunch, I asked him if he wanted it.

"Yeah, brother," he was like, "I could use some potassium, my legs are cramping up. Bananas got a lot of potassium, you know?"