Torah! Oh Torah! It’s the absolute truthIt’s better than coke or ice cold vermouthThe Torah’s our guide to tell us wrongful from rightfulTo make the right choices, now ain’t that delightful?Because you’d never just trust your own teensy brainTo make good decisions, that would be a strain
Here me out here.
You know how Song of Songs, that legendary work of erotic poetry by the wisest of all men, is not actually at all erotic poetry? It's actually a metaphor for God's love for the Jewish people? It's actually the...
Spot the meme.
Also, double negatives are so not not cool.
A key Aish tactic in proving God’s existence, was emphasizing the unusual.
There is no nation as oppressed as the Jews.
No other nation claims public revelation.
No other book can spell the word Pizza or Hitler...
I made a song about a certain someone. No clue if anyone else will like it. But it was good for my healing.
You gotta admit that the metaphor of Noah's ark sinking is a good one though.
So it had come to this. He was dead, and it was judgement time.
His first grade Rebbe had warned him about this moment. Rosh Hashanah davening had reminded him of it. And now, 83 years later, it was really happening.
Avrumi Zeivald was prepared to meet his maker. Or at least a maker. Someone’s, even if not his.
The Torah, the Rabbis had assured him, came with a lifetime guarantee. It was guaranteed to be true, or he’d be eligible for a full refund....
You’re the daughter of a King! A king! How awesome is that?
Not as awesome as being a son, apparently.
I’ve heard, ad nausem, all the apologetic explanations about how women are not less, they’re just DIFFERENT. How the true...
I had more fun making this than I did in a long time. Something about drawing attention to individual nuances of the bullshit, framed in the context of how interchangeable any of the responses can be with any of the prompts.
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Bas Melech
You’re the daughter of a King! A king! How awesome is that?
Sanbelat the Horny
Sanbelat the Horny was horny.
He adjusted the black hat and suit...
Jerusalem Flakes
The streets were windy.
Dark.
Grey and overbearing.
Fighting from The Rear (aka My Ass)
Growing up, the narrative that Ultra Orthodox Jews (aka "Charedim") had as to why they...