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E: I dreamt last night you were mad at me and wouldn't talk to me.
E: So, nothing to resolve with me for Yom Kippur?
H: Yeah, I'm p***ed you don't live here.
E: Uh, I thought the idea was you were supposed to atone for your sins against others, not complain to them about how they've sinned against you.
H: Oh, right. I s*ck because you don't live here. I apologize.
E: Thank you. I needed the laugh. Now, go kill a goat.
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