In the never ending saga of how to piss of relatives. The Frummies borrow my parents car smash it up and do cheap repairs. The result is a busted radiator and cracked engine block. When it was my car
It was funny. Now my parents are not laughing at a huge bill. My sister gave them two cars but they had to junk mine first. Then they act perplexed as to why you hate them. There is always money for stupid yeshivas but squeeze every other relative while you act pious.
Of course the Frummies could have been honest and just told my parents the truth. As usual their sophomoric behavior cost their relatives. Of course if the wife who has a four year accounting degree just gets a job none of this happens. Of course they must send their daughter to prohibitively expensive yeshiva abroad so she too can become an religious abomination.
Now the Frummies do read this blog and are quite upset with their portrayal as lazy c