And even a Jew may try to Jew it up at another Jew; that is, nothing new.
Stranger: Of all the people in the whole world that you have ever known, or not. Of all the strangers in the whole universe that you have ever crossed paths with, or not. Lets say, hypothetically, that you happen to be next to a cliff and there, there is your “Woman,” your wife amongst the crowd hanging and whining on like a little bitch for her dear life. Who would you choose; Hashem, or any of them.
Me: How cute. I choose Hashem-ask me again.
Once I get out of this country and reunite with my people; DO NOT think a second that I will be missing this place, nor any of you scumbags. My decision has been made, and, for GOOD—until the END.
Yes we’ve all been there, yes we’ve all done it, and yes we’ve all needed to, at some point, but now count me out because the truth is coming out; google search that shit.
Be wary of the lies told about me for these lay out the facts that those mouths do not know me; be wary of the million faces from the dumps, they would never be an invitee—watch—at any dinner party with me.