Writer: Jeffrey M. Feingold

THE BLENDER

THE BLENDER

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Sometimes it’s too much, just too much. Really, God, if you’re up there, I just don’t know what’s wrong with you, sometimes. Can’t you give a Jew a break?more

Hooters

Hooters

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“Lloyd,” he says, “how can you hit on girls half your age at this watered-down version of a strip club, then quit your job on principle?” I hear his words, but they don’t register. I’m already dreaming about my lunar landing, looking for a place to plant my flag. “I don’t know, it’s my happy place, know what I mean? You just can’t piss on another man’s happy place.”more