“OY! I’M SCHVITZING UND I DUN’T HAFF A VIFE!”

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“OY! I’M SCHVITZING UND I DUN’T HAFF A VIFE!”

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Date: 2008-06-16, 10:54PM EDT

Vahtz egen mein modder who I loff kawls me op ton der phun.
“Nu,” she esks me, “vot locky shayna maidele vill you be spendink dose hot sahmmer days mit? Vitch adawrable printzess vill put sahnten lushun on you and frolic mit you on der bitch?”
“No shaya maidele, modder,” I sez. “No printzess”
“No vun?” she sez,”even efter you emberessest yaw mudder mit dose fakoketeh eds on der Kregslizt?”
“Modder yaw makink me schvitz voise den I am vitch iz a lot cawz it’s hot.”
“Oy gevalt,” she gishreis. “Vot do I do mit you? Lookit you! Yaw hendsome! Yaw smaht! But yaw fawty-FIE yiz olt. So vie arnchoo merreed awreddy?”
Pliz, Miss. Mehbee yew kin be mein vife und mek mein modder heppy dis sahummer so she doesn’t drop dead frum a hot etteck und stop kvetching. Dot vood be nice. So pliz enser dis ed kvickly. But send uh peekshuh mit yaw enser. Mein modder dont vant no meeskeit in mein mishpoche.

 

 

 

 

 

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