…it’s not all that exciting. I put my ass through the back of a wicker chair when we were eating at Jack and Ilana’s house. I stood up to get something and when i went to sit back down…riiiiip…I’m completely traumatized from that day, even though they don’t think it…

Not to devote my entire day to the Pennsylvania Dutch…but this is interesting. The Amish weren’t actually Dutch, they were German. But “Deutsch” got turned into “Dutch” at some point.