Holy Days for Mocking

LeVine couldn't bear the High Holiday services at his synagogue, Beth Israel. Listening to the cantor chant the repetitive prayers with those sad faux-operatic melodies was painful, like scratching on a blackboard for three hours. All those prayers begging for forgiveness, extolling God's greatness rang hollow for him. LeVine resigned himself to life as a shit with no intentions of changing or repenting. The only redeeming feature that synagogue attendance held for for LeVine was the opportunity to mock fellow congregants like Sneezy, The Bag Lady and Herman Munster.