"Aye corumba"
"God damn it, give it to me"
"Oh, hell no"
"Come on, man"
"You don't know nothing, son"
"What, then we need to get hell out here"
"Holy cow, the building is coming down"
"Bring it on!"
"Oh man, he almost took it off"
"Man, ain't she pretty and nice"
"Why.. you little!``"
The typical Jewish family conversation is as logical as a dictionary, and as dry as a book, and as number and fact based as the calculator with just two-color display. No emotion, no care, no love, and far lesser senses. I wonder how they even "live", or perhaps they don't live - they undead.
How Jewish partners meet each other is a very much so, a mystery - do they somehow randomly bump into each other? Are their partnerships pre-planned, determined by "parents"? Gotta say: that's: Truly an Undead way~
#Oh and becareful, now the Jew has read it, and is gonna forcabily sa it, as part of their adaption, yeahh
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