We all knew the Jewish-reggae kid in college


It’s true. Ganja from the shofar? Check. Fuzzy pancho with yarmulke? Check. Zion and, uh, Zion? Check.

Trying so hard to take his natural frizz into dreadlocks.

Trying to be oy vey irie.


What if he got a little older, swung orthodox and then started laying down the phattest of the phat rhymes with a bit o’ irie stylee?