I've started being dressed mad. Like, they need help.
I've got about enough weddings planned for me, to last week, cutting off the weekend.
I only came , to, help.
Now, I'm being dressed madly, when I look down at my feet, the "beautiful jewish" white socks appear on my feet, black...shoes.
I'm wondering through the train stations,
and I'm donned,
a big square furry hat on my head.
I only wanted to help, I didn't reaslise the whole Hassidim (jewish) check, would stop me.
And give me five girl-brides.
I tap-dance through the room; pretend:
hopping; "I'm King rabbi!!"
I had work for Emelbert, and I had work, with
"Like...the BIG rabbi....the first one, yeah!"