[Gay State Conservative]

I grew up in an upper middle class Jewish neighborhood.The kid next door to me had a father who was a physician and a mother who was a research scientist. The father was quite nice,quite likable, but the mother was an absolute witch.

He used to look down from his bedroom window into our yard while we were playing catch and we'd call up to him..."hey,Ritchie,c'mon out and play". He'd say "nah,my mother wants me to stay up here and read". The only "fun" he was allowed was to play bridge. I kid you not.

He wound up graduating from a top medical school,has a beautiful wife and a beautiful house....and he's just about the unhappiest guy on the planet.

Yes,I know....that's just one story.

[combat_boots]

I hate bridge

[cgbg]

My funny story—I hung out with a Jewish guy who was dating a non-Jewish girl. His parents did not know—he kept it a secret.

One day he bought a gift for his girl-friend, wrapped it and put a card on it, and stupidly left it at home.

His mother found out, screamed at him, and tore the gift to shreds.

Oy vey!