Never feel bad about a gruesome death; most, if not all had a story to tell.
Look at this finger and come here, smell it it’s clean, now let me tell you a secret; Messing with me wasn’t an option-never was, never will.
Shalom to my Jewish parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, great-great-grandparents and so on so forth who survived persecution, slavery, and war which somewhere, sometime out of possible boredom two people have made it possible for this little me to happen. It’s just that I am practicing what I am going to say when the world is going to ask about my invisible family relevant history. Great. Thanks.
Look at this finger and come here, smell it it’s clean, now let me tell you a secret; Everyday I pray of gratitude that I wasn’t born in your image.