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okay, so some of you have heard this before
This is what happens when you listen to Beatles music while cleaning house for Pesach.
Set to a possibly recognizeable tune:
*facepalm*
Set to a possibly recognizeable tune:
Winter's here, spring is coming
The whole house is humming
The Passover season is due
And at the end of the day
I will seal things away,
And I'll sell all my leaven to you.
I'll be cleaning my kitchen
My dishes I'm switchin'
(Remember that dairy is blue!)
And at the end of the day
I will seal things away,
And I'll sell all my leaven to you.
All my leaven, I will sell to you.
All my leaven, 'cause you are not a Jew.
All my leaven, ooh, all my leaven...
*facepalm*
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I'm honored to know you.
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"Look for the Union label, 'cause there is treif in the stupidest things..."
Luckily, that was as far as that went.
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Chag Sameach!
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Labeled with chametz tags
Shut in the cupboard, sealed with tape...
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Least, not 'til Pesach's done
Cover the table with cloth we drape
(although that's a really weak rhyme)
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*mmph*
*falls over laughing*
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Vey.
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*adores*
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By the way, a comment from Mike:
The thought of all those Jews searching all the corners of the house with flashlights & candles for Pesach --
C.S.I. Borough Park! (Chametz Scene Investigation)
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How about, "Mustn't let even a crumb escape!"
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Um...
*GKJD*
(I could have sworn I said something in this space.)
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OW.
I will never be able to get it out of my head now.
Have some Manischewitz pseudo-cake.