I've tried to give answers to several questions about the sabbath lately.
But the one question I have not been able to answer is "why are poundcake, herring, and shots of single malt a perfect breakfast?"
They just are, okay?
I mean, surely you wouldn't eat before shacharis?
And Kiddush clubs are kinda like the Elks or Knights of Columbus for the Goyim.
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Amusing! I feel a bit left out when I admit that I don't like any of those three.
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