Spice Up This Election Season With ‘Yiddish Curses for Republican Jews’ - 2012
By Jewcy Staff / August 23, 2012

A new website offers just the thing that´s been missing this election season: Yiddish curses for your political foes. “May you live to a hundred and twenty without Social Security or Medicare,’ reads one of the entries on the Yiddish Curses for Republican Jews site. And they´re not messing around: according to the site´s Facebook page,

“The best Yiddish curses start out like a blessing and then snatch it all away. You should make a fortune…and spend it all on doctors. You should eat a feast of the most delicious foods imaginable…and every bite should make you sick. They are specific, which is why we´ve written a whole bunch of new ones for these very particular circumstances.’

Here are some of our favorite 2012-inspired additions:

“May your insurance company decide constipation is a pre-existing condition.’

“May you make a fortune, and lose it all in one of Sheldon Adelson´s casinos.’

May you find yourself insisting to a roomful of skeptics that your great-grandmother was "legitimately" raped by Cossacks.

May God give you a daughter-in-law who is as kind as she is beautiful, as patient as she is rich, as wise as she is devoted, a virtuous woman in every way. And then may a ballot initiative invalidate her marriage to your fat lump Rebecca.

May you have a hundred houses, and in every house a hundred rooms, and in every room twenty beds, and then may you fall behind on just one of your mortgage payments and have the bank repossess everything.

May you find yourself lost and stranded in a village of Palestinian Muslims, and may you be treated only with dignity, kindness and respect.

May your son be elected President, and may you have no idea what you did with his goddamn birth certificate.

May you live to a hundred and twenty without Social Security or Medicare.

May the secretary your husband is schtupping depend on Planned Parenthood for her birth control.

May you live to a ripe old age, and may the only people who come visit you be Mormon missionaries.

May your grandchildren baptize you after you´re dead.

May your son the doctor introduce you to his fiancée, Bristol Palin.

May you be reunited in the world to come with your ancestors, who were all socialist garment workers.

May you spend your whole life supporting and voting for and sending money to Israel, and may you one day be actually forced to move there.

May your child give his Bar Mitzvah speech on the genius of Ayn Ran

May the state of Arizona expand their definition of "suspected illegal immigrants" to "anyone who doesn't hunt." - That means YOU, Jew boy!

May you have a rare disease and need an operation that only one surgeon in the world, the winner of the Nobel Prize for Medicine, is able to perform. And may he be unable to perform it because he doesn´t take your insurance. And may that Nobel Laureate be your son.

May you grow so rich that your widow´s second husband is thrilled they repealed the estate tax.

May you sell everything and retire to Florida just as global warming makes it uninhabitable.



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