Hey that’s what you get for hanging out with ass holes.
(Myself excluded)
You're slipping. Remsen's bedside table with the neatly stacked piles of shiny change (for bedside worship before retiring to sleep every night, obviously) and you don't say a word? For shame.
Sorry, Remsen. But then your knife pictured is of a Japanese design, so you kind of owe me...
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I totally forgot to crop that part out. I usually keep the pennies in a special place.
My old lady just heard me giggling and asked from the bedroom, 'are you watching dwarf porn again?' 'Yes. Sorry honey I'll tone it down...' You're a good sport, dude. Feel free to hit me up next time you're back east. I've got killer connections for knishes, smoked fish, latkes, kugle, all manner of prime deli favs and more. I'm sure Montana is badass and free the way this country is supposed to be, but I bet your gifilte options are somewhat limited, no?
