I like your entrepreneurial spirit, and ethnic hair.
“So many possible genetic backgrounds.”
No, you’re Jewish.
“Just barely, though.”
Oh? I’m a Reform Jew, too.
“Very low-effort denomination.”
Everything’s in English, there are no threats, women are treated equally: it hardly even qualifies as religion.
“I consider myself a Buddhist now.”
What do others consider you?
“Zoroastrian. I don’t know where they got that idea.”
Weird. Y’know, I’m cuddly but muscular.
“Really?”
No. The opposite. Bony, and I shriek when I’m touched.
“You’re a catch.”
Can we continue this conversation over food?
“Sure. I wanna eat tacos.”
Cool. Is there a truck or something?
“Truck?”
“SHE MEANT MY COCKMEAT, HOMBRE!”
I truly despise this bit.
This is one of my favorite bits. Though Mr. Cockmeat is a little clean cut for his role.
How do you say “I’m gonna kick your ass” in Hebrew?
Hocken bocken flocken tuchas.
Hckn bckn flckn tchs
A beer and water chaser. No, a water and beer chaser. No, that beer is so watery, it’s just a water and fizzy water chaser.