Wednesday, April 12, 2006

I Love the Smell of Napalm in the Morning

Nothing says Pesach like that sick smell of burning plastic that hovers over the entire neighborhood as every few buildings has a little bonfire going on and everyone comes by and throws their chametz in plastic bags into the fire. Going outside is like going into a bar. I went out for 15 minutes and I smell like smoke.


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