L’Heimlich, Mr. Walker! L’Heimlich!

[pic] Fozzie bear pulls rabbi out of hat

Scott Walker, it seems, once covered himself in goyish glory with this ADORABLE note to one of his Jewish constituents:

Well, it was nice of him to try; he’s a real munch. We only hope this won’t sour relations with the acidic community, or make things uncomfortable next time he speaks to the Anti-Defecation League. If it does get accused of being anti-semantic, there are other drinks besides that troublesome Molotov cocktail that he could offer. “Have a tequila!” he could sing out. I’ve even heard Hebews his own beer, which he could pass around while wishing everyone a happy harmonica.

If this doesn’t work, and someone vengefully changes the latkes on the door to the governor’s mansion, he could always move to that nearby state — you know, that big mitten-shaped one. Meshuggeneh.

Okay, yes, 100% of these jokes were lifted from the brilliant comment section. Here’s to a some good-natured teasing during a dark week. L’Heimlich, and no hard feelings. Goys will be goys.