Goldbrener shows up looking “talibanesque,” according to his wife, which sends Rosen into a flight of fancy about how he wishes he missed barbershops but in fact found them to be sources of anxiety. Continuing their hirsute theme, the boys then segue into a study of the cruel ironies of aging, personified by “an inch-long hair growing out of the middle of your nose,” then continue onto a meditation on rites of passage by asking the question:
“Is the senior prom good for the Jews?”
The answer may not surprise you, but the ease at which Eric transitions into talking about the IDF might.
