I cut down trees
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: The Flute
The news from the homeland fills me with great memories. Those lads are going to get a taste of action as we teach another bunch of Arabs that you can't go nicking soldiers from us without paying something. The way I view it we're acting just like Bailiffs chasing a debt, if they'd offered us a fiver or something then it wouldn't have come to this.
I remember all those years ago when I received my call-up papers while I was doing the night shift at the Bagel Bake. Reggie and Ronnie were waiting at the counter for some nice hot Bagels to take home to their Mum when the local Rabbi came storming into the shop. In those days call-up papers were delivered by special couriers who stowed away on ships to keep the delivery costs down. As the Bagel Bake was so close to the docks, I got mine fairly quickly. The following morning I was bundled onto a Bus which I remember was a strange mustard colour, and the adventure began which led to me becoming one of Mossad's star agents, look at all the years I've worked undercover since without being detected to show how good I am. Of course my military career has also gone down in the annals of the Israeli Army, and for team building purposes they always portray the Six Day War as a joint effort, but I'd already won it single handedly the year before.
Anyway with the current crisis we're all pulling together down at the Synagogue, I'm making my contribution by knitting a few scarves, others are knitting gloves, well it does get cold down there sometimes you know. So I'm off down the wool shop to see if they've got anything in Israeli Army Khaki.

Shalom