I mean, the stuff people left behind is not much worse than what they found. Meaning, how is arti and prassad and foot-kissing any better than the longest Passover seder at your Aunt Sadie's house, where Uncle Julius pinched your cheek so hard, it felt like you had a permanent Gobstopper lodged under the folds of your facial skin?

hahahahha.....that's funny, man.