rabbi, isn't there some tel aviv correspondence course or something where you can lean better insults and baiting? your shit's just weak sauce. everyone who reads my posts can tell they're real, they don't quite know how they can tell, but they still have that feeling. someone making it up couldn't ever get the details right, couldn't pick the right words. here's some more proof that can't be faked. my absolute favorite photograph (ever) is that of my 3 yr old daughter holding her newborn brother, wrapped up in one of those blankets the hospital gives you. mint green. she is the most beautiful little blonde girl (still is, but there's something special about it), with this cute little button nose and a smile that was perfect. i wish they'd get along better now, but like i said earlier she's 16 (or almost) and he's almost 12 now. i think (hope?) they have a bond that will survive teenagerdom.
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