“I remember, like, fifteen years ago, I was at one of those big Hollywood parties. And he was really drunk. I was with my friend, who’s gay. He made a really horrible gay joke. And somehow it came up that I was Jewish. He said something about ‘oven dodgers,’ but I didn’t get it. I’d never heard that before. It was just this weird, weird moment. I was like, ‘He’s anti-Semitic and he’s homophobic.’ No one believed me!”
Sorry, but there’s just no such thing as a Holocaust “joke.” Although God knows it’s not for lack of me trying. Genocide jokes don’t elicit laughs. Much like this post, when you stop and think about it.
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