Last night I figured out what my best quality when drinking is:
I was at the Purim party, and they were doing a charity thing for Sderot. I was only supposed to give 5 shekels for a bag of candy and stuff to support solidarity in the rocket-ravaged city. Well, in my slightly inebriated state, I decided that it was best to give 25 shekels, completely unnecessarily, without even taking the candy. I am such a good guy. But now I am broke, and I blame it on charity.
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That's like when i gave the bum on the street in DC 20 bucks and as a result had to borrow money from Tami.
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