My feelings towards Trump, until Saturday, were entirely a sort of pitying contempt.
I still feel pitying contempt for all the times he utterly failed to meet the moment but finally he met the moment and rose to it. There ain't enough ginger tea in the world to ease my kishkes.
My feelings towards Trump, until Saturday, were entirely a sort of pitying contempt.
I still feel pitying contempt for all the times he utterly failed to meet the moment but finally he met the moment and rose to it. There ain't enough ginger tea in the world to ease my kishkes.
Had to look up 'kishkes' and was not disappointed.
A little familiarity with Yiddish is good for everyone.
L'Chayim!
That's Hebrew though.
Yeah, I tried to verify whether Hebrew ~= Yiddish and The Googler was not very clear in its results.
"Biz hundert un tsvantsik" is the Yiddish phrase you need.
Lmao
Trust me there's zero hilarity. Since Saturday I've been unable to find the words to describe what I'm feeling.