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Chaim and Yankel are discussing the possibility of love. "I thought I was in love three times," Yankel says.
"Thought?" Chaim asks. "What do you mean?"
"Three years ago, I cared very deeply for a shayna meidle who wanted nothing to do with me," Yankel says.
"Wasn't that love?" Chaim asks.
"No, that was obsession," Yankel explains. "Then two years ago, I cared very deeply for an attractive yiddisher mamma who didn't understand me."
"Wasn't that love?" asks Chaim.
"No, that was lust," Yankel replies. "And just last year, I met a frum girl while I was on one of these kosher singles cruises. She was attractive, intelligent, a great conversationalist and had a super sense of humor. Everywhere I followed her on that ship, I would get a very strange sensation in the pit of my stomach."
"Well, wasn't that love," asks Chaim.
"No,” Yankel replies. “That was motion sickness!"