Who’s Your Rebbe, Now?

I walked into the party like I was walking into a scene.

(I was only there for journalistic reasons, not to party, hence I was not violating Judaism’s laws against partying during the three weeks of mourning leading up to Tisha B’Av.)

I held up my two cans of caffeine-free Diet Coke and yelled, "Who’s ready to party? I brought the Diet Coke. Best to cut it with water."

I left after an hour so I could return to my Torah studies.

The next day, I asked a host of the party what was the most inappropriate thing said or done last night. She replied it was when I put my arm around her and said, "Tell Uncle Levi where it hurts."

Who’s your rebbe now, bitch? Show me where it hurts.

About Luke Ford

I've written five books (see Amazon.com). My work has been covered in the New York Times, the Los Angeles Times, and on 60 Minutes. I teach Alexander Technique in Beverly Hills (Alexander90210.com).
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