My beloved came up with our ballots and said, “Time to vote! It’s a mitzvah!”
“Filling in bubbles is a mitzvah…?” I asked in tired perplexity.
“No, taking part in the democratic process is.”
“That makes more sense.”
As I filled in my bubbles Korben kept coming up and trying to paw and interrupt what I was doing and I had to keep telling him, “Stop interrupting my mitzvah!”
Eventually my wife came and picked him up to distract him while I finished and I mused, “I know theres no devil in Judaism but if there were it would be Korben because he really wanted to prevent this mitzvah.”
He failed. We have successfully voted this day.
^ A demon who wants anarchy to reign.
















