I admit it, the joke made me laugh too. And you can say that the loud Jewish abrasive mother is a stereotype but the last time I went out to eat with my mom and her friend, we had to change tables three times. First it was the heat, then the volume, and then the draft.
I admit it, the joke made me laugh too. And you can say that the loud Jewish abrasive mother is a stereotype but the last time I went out to eat with my mom and her friend, we had to change tables three times. First it was the heat, then the volume, and then the draft.