And the moral of the story: If y'all're too dumb to get a ladder, then you'd better hope your significant other knows advanced cloning techniques (or the art of grave robbing). Because otherwise, she's obviously fine with self-mutilation.
Now if you want a REAL tear jerker, go here
. Bring kleenex.
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack, to sit in the synagogue and pray.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.
And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day.
That would be the sweetest thing of all.
If I were a rich man...