Dot’s Right
Cohen—Ikey, what for you go up dem shtairs two at a time?
Ikey—To safe my shoes, fader.
Cohen—Dot’s right, my son; but look out you don’t shplit your pandts.
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Cohen—Ikey, what for you go up dem shtairs two at a time?
Ikey—To safe my shoes, fader.
Cohen—Dot’s right, my son; but look out you don’t shplit your pandts.
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