I had some painful surgery recently.
It was entirely elective.
I decided to get rid of a couple parts of my body.
I handed them over on Monday.
"Here, please keep these for me," I said. "I don’t really need them anymore. They’re just getting in the way. They drive me to do foolish things. Oy, how I shame us before the goyim. Oy, oy, oy. You can give them back to me on my chupa day."
