My family Kiddush became the haunting opening for Schindler’s List, and was sampled by the hip-hop collective
Why doesn’t the Easter Bunny talk to Jews? He’s a Rabbit Anti-Semite.
A blind man is sitting on a park bench. A rabbi sits down next to him.
The rabbi is chomping on a piece of matzah. Taking pity on the blind man, he breaks off a piece and gives it to the blind man.
Several minutes later, the blind man turns, taps the rabbi on the shoulder, and asks, “Who wrote this shit?”
Revisiting an old favorite. Happy Pesach!
Matzah! by Eric Schwartz aka Smooth-E