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About Rishon LeZion

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Dudes preachin purity by day, slinkin in by night. “The fish swims toward the bait,” Kim’s monk would whisper, and ain’t that the truth? These assholes think they’re slick, but I see em—I can see Russia from my house, bitches, I see EVERYTHING. Makes me wanna scream, or laugh, or both. Probly both.

Finally, I get to the office, and my boss, Mr. Cohen, is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. Dude, chill! I just got here! I mean, it’s not like I’m hiding them under my desk or something. But whatever, I pull them up, and guess what? The numbers are all messed up. I’m like, “What the heck?!” Turns out, I mixed up the columns. Classic rookie mistake.

Volume 124 Year 2012 Yoqne‘am ‘Illit