Elaine: Do you want to read to read The Hagaddah?

Puddy: Nah.

Elaine: Well, are you going to prepare the Seder table or --

Puddy: Nah, I’m good.

Elaine: You're just going to recline there, staring into space?

Puddy: Yeah that’s right.

Elaine: That's it! I cannot take this! I mean, look at this, nothing has changed. We were freed from bondage over three thousand years ago and we’re having the same problems we had as slaves almost 4000 years ago!

Puddy: Tell me about it, I don't know why we even have these stupid seders!

Elaine: Please! You’re here for the charoset. You know it, I know it, kosher for Passover lasagna here knows it.

Kosher for Passover Lasagna: I don't want to get involved.

Elaine: Ugh, I hope a The Red Sea unparts on us and we just end this whole thing!

Kosher for Passover Lasagna: Oh God…Wait…Perhaps Mr. Puddy is onto something. When mindlessly squinting into the abyss, he can take the opportunity to contemplate what it might feel like to be a slave and then become a free man. As it is written, “In every generation, each person must regard himself or herself as if he or she had come out of Egypt.”

Puddy: Alright! High Five!

Elaine: That’s just Grrreat!!

haggadah Section: Songs