שָׁמַעְתִּי שֶׁיֵּשׁ בְּנֵי אָדָם
שֶׁהַמַּחְשָׁבוֹת עוֹבְרוֹת לָהֶם בָּרֹאשׁ.
מוּזָר.
אֶצְלִי הֵן עוֹבְרוֹת דֶּרֶךְ הַבֶּטֶן.
אוּלַי בִּגְלַל זֶה בָּא לִי לְהָקִיא.
I heard that there are people whose thoughts run through their heads.
odd.
For me, they go through the stomach.
Maybe that's why I want to throw up.
