When I was a stay at home shemale comedian.
It was hard to feel like my own man.
Especially when my wife’s Smart Phone alerted her after I made another questionable purchase.
Wife calls from work the following day.
Hey, babe, so how was Bride Of Chucky?
Which reminds me of the time I pushed my son off the swing because I pushed him too hard.
I say.
What do you after getting knocked off the horse?
Son says.
Call Child Services.
Still, it was extra infuriating for my wife to suggest that I’d show any of our 3 kids the new WuTang series on Hulu.
Of course her defense was.
But you showed Matilda Bride Of Chucky.
I say.
Yeah, 2 minutes of it. Before I realized how violent it was. I just remember Chucky delivering one killer line after the next.
Besides, I already played Wu Tang 36 Chambers on vinyl after Matilda’s Kung Fu belt ceremony, which already freaked her the f out. Her white belt turned a new shade of white. Simmilar to Child’s Play, Old Dirty Bastard was less clownish than I recall. All Matilda heard was 5 percent nation on the swarm. Ghost Face Killah made her feel ultra vanilla. So no, I don’t plan on showing Matilda the Wu Tang Saga on Hulu. Especially when every 5 percent rapper today claims to be a black Hebrew. Whatever you say Inspectah Deck. I’m positive King Solomon shows up on your ancestry.com, Shaka Zulu.
Funny Jew Bone Forever, Challah.
Thank you very much.
Michael Kornbluth
Do It All Dad Year Podcast Blog 