Summary: You are crying in your synagogue’s kitchen on Purim, the holiday where everyone is commanded to drink a lot and have a lot of fun. You are having no fun. That annoying junior rabbi has come to get you into the main sanctuary, because the skit/spiel is about to start and then you have a fight, and then - fuck. The door is… locked. From the outside. Huh.
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The rabbi and the social justice chair are back, baby! And this time they are looking for old Freedom Haggadot (program of Passover prayers) in a dusty basement and still fighting and bickering with one another! It's totally different, this time, though, because but they are able to admit they like one another. Kind of. This one is mean but kind of sweet (maybe?) deep down. There is some harsh language and intelligence-based disparaging remarks, so please mindful of this and the tags!