Unseasonal, but probably my favorite post ever. From way back when I had time to be creative.
Leads to Mixed Dancing
My mother sent my girls an early Purim present – a Haman punching bag.hamanAccording to the description, “the punching bag is filled with an ugly picture of Haman and the words ‘Down with Haman.’ The adults will love punching Haman as much as the kids!” (Actually, it is filled with breath. Mine.)
May I present to you, Our Friend Haman – a cautionary tale in four short acts.

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I'm gonna knock your head off, Mr. Haman

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Come to think of it, you're actually kind of cute….

Wanna kiss?

Sneaking a kiss

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